When we think about the world. Do we think of places that are far away. We’re here today. And searching for the courage to be who we say. And there’s a boy. She stands beside her father. And he’s wondering. Where’s the girl?. She’s looking for the games he used to play. What do I mean to me?. Am I a mystery?. Or is the answer to my question what I find in others?. Who are sisters? who are brothers?. What will it take for us to see…. That we’re all women and men. He’s a girl – she’s a boy. The same needs- the same wants. For love – for joy. What are these differences that cloud the way we see?. When I see you do I see me?. When we try to understand. Do we look deeper than our skin and bone?. We’re all alone but someone still a part of the unknown. There are so many faces -. So many different roads and homes. So many lives inside so welcome to the world. Will we have lived before we’ve died?. What do I mean to me?. Am I a mystery?. Or is the answer to my question what I find in others?. Who are sisters? who are brothers?. What will it take for us to see…. That we’re all women and men. He’s a girl – she’s a boy. The same needs – the same wants. For love and joy. With all our progress and our endless capability. Why make it harder than it needs to be?. That we’re all women and men. I’m a boy – I’m a girl. We’re all women and men. I’m a boy and joy. I’m a woman – I’m a man. I’m a girl – and I am a boy. I’m a girl