Seventeen, a beauty queen
What was it like in your dreams?
When you stared up at the stars
What did you wish for?
What did you desire?
Oh my Lord, oh this life
It makes no sense sometimes
Some things just don't seem right
Seventeen, just a teen
Boy turns girl, what does it mean?
Be yourself, people like to say
But follow your heart, change your gender
Suffer their wrath and rage
Oh my Lord, oh this life
It makes no sense this time
This just can't be right
Gwen Araujo, beauty queen
Just a kid, a girl with dreams
Now you're gone, they took your life
Rest in peace, beauty queen
.........Good night.
(About a 17 year old kid that was murdered in a hate crime.)
Cin Sweet Fields
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