the first female cop was my mom,
conservative, tough to dads,
Mom and Dad thought they'd
With my suitable, masculine,
Though I tried to explain,
they did not seem to hear,
I'm married, I move to New York,
and we're constantly fighting
And that I keep my legs shaved
I can go out at last as myself
And they tell me to pray,
and they send me to counseling
I leave a note, but I'm found alive
I go back to Glenfield and say what
till now was unsaid to them
mom breaks down crying and hugs me
and dad says I'm dead to him
I've lost a lot to have made it this far
I am not broken, or bad, or bizarre
you can't choose who they are
I'm Samantha, always Samantha