My poem "Thoughts of a Messed up Girl''
I wrote some poetry tonight about my life right now. I'm transgender Here goes:
I wrote some poetry tonight. Here goes:
every day I get called a sir;
my only dream, to be a her.
but in this world, hatred is a currency
and discrimination an occurrence she
wants a better future and trys for it hard,
stuck in a trap working nights at graveyard
half asleep and half awake
happiness, a thing i fake
and the money that I make
little of it I do take
it all makes me want to break
my heart all it does is ache
nobody cares about her feelings,
men want her hookups with no meaning
had a fling with a partner at first they seemed real nice
sent her home sky-train day after turned out cold as ice
her heart is black like coal
haters have crushed her soul
she's been so hurt, she no longer cares
doesn't notice other people's stares
She pretends that she's tough just like nails,
femininity something she fails
permanently salty
mentality faulty
being hurt so many times,
easing pain writing these rhymes
if you haven't guessed yet this poem's about me!
keeping me alive is the hope of being free.
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Posted May 23, 2016, 7:48 AM UTC · edited