I’d do anything to avoid doing a skip and a twirl
And yet, Jem says I act too much like a girl.
It’s hard to avoid being who you are meant to be
But some of Jem’s schemes are too risky, even for me.
If I had the choice, I’d rather be called names
Than get in trouble playin’ my brother’s stupid games
But would I really walk a yonder talkin’ all frivolous?
Oh please, you can’t be serious.
A few years ago, Jem and I were like butter and bread
But now, he’s always gettin’ up on the wrong side of bed
Atticus says it’s because he’s changin’,
But I want the old Jem back, not one who’s always ragin’!
And now he’s also takin’ Dill away from me,
My friend, my companion, my destiny,
Just because I am not a boy
Doesn’t mean I have to play with another toy
And why can’t I listen to their conversation?
This causes me real aggravation.
Sometimes I would just rather be a mister
Than just another silly, ‘spiting’ sister
I hope in the future, Jem will improve,
So I won’t always be someone he has to approve