Love the wrong gender

I notice things about girls that I shouldn’t notice. I think about things that I shouldn’t think. The fantasies I have should be a crime. I see my friends with boyfriends and I get jealous. I get sick thinking about what they do together. God says it’s a sin but being with a guy just feels wrong. I don’t know who to tell. If I do it will get around the grapevine. Word spreads like wild fire. They say they’re my friends but things won’t be the same. I’ll be a disappointment, what parent doesn’t want grandkids. Sometimes I wish I was a guy, that way I’ll love the right gender. But I’m a girl who loves the wrong gender.