Transgender Child

Am I a girl, or just a boy, who wants to be a girl? Pink dresses don’t make a vagina,and a football doesn’t make a cock Something happened in mum’s womb, to make me feel like this, should I cry or should I shout, when all I want is bliss? I’m an ice-cream in a Yorkshire pud, the road ahead is long, I hope the world won’t judge me; the path to trans-gender is long