My favourite work

I wrote this in a time, when I started coming out to people and many didn’t accept me.

When I tell people I am a boy

They treat me like a broken toy

When you’re in the wrong body it feels like a cage

Full of fear and rage

 

I am transgender is what I will yell

One day my body will get out of this hell

Myself is hard to embrace

When I feel like an empty space

 

The real me I want to see bloom

Even if I had to walk to the moon

No more shame

When I hear my birth name

 

Enough with being numb

Happy times will come

 

 

 

 

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