Don’t tell the babysitter I want to be put back in them

Don’t tell my teacher I want to be called out in front of everyone

Don’t tell my parents I never wanted to overcome them

Don’t tell them, don’t tell them

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Don’t tell my peers I wanted them to hear my diapers

Don’t tell them how I wanted them to spot them

Don’t tell them how I wanted them to peek inside my locker

Don’t tell them, don’t tell them

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Don’t tell the bully I wanted them to force me to wet

Don’t tell my dorm I wanted them to tell all the rest

Don’t tell my teammate I blushed when she called out the spot on my shorts

Don’t tell them, don’t tell them

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Don't tell them I wanted to be belittled, condescended and infantilized

Don't tell them I wanted to be emasculated, humiliated, and feminized

Don’t tell them that I want to be exposed, ridiculed, and cut down to size

Don’t tell them, don’t tell them

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Every night I soak my Huggies

And every morning I plaster them

Goodnites mean good mornings

Don’t tell them, don’t tell them