It's late into the night as I ponder the hims and the hers
Being the mistress divine of my own little universe
Listening to forbidden music of which I know so well
Watching the "O" face of Prince as he rose then fell
Knowing I am different than is the average Jane Doe
As off into the full moon night where I delight to go
It's late as well as getting later into this good life I'm living
Fulfilling the mission I was endowed with to keep on giving
I'm a helper, a teacher, a lover as well as a mentor in some way
Though people misunderstand my intent and the words I say
I am more than I appear in the flesh than what I am perceived
Many will deem me as another like the one who them deceived
Now I ponder my life direction and which way I am to go
With prayers and nay sayers which the former will only know
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