She sits inside a room
Alone and afraid
Misunderstood, made to look evil
She has no place to shine….
I beg of the sun, the moon, and the stars
That one day she will be able to be far away
From her prison that she walks around in
She cries inside each night, but her prison forces her to let out no tears
And she is forced to say nothing about her deepest fears…
She could be killed if she is found out
So she must hide everything from those without understanding
A body and mind divided
They stand as separate halves
One as a prisoner of the mind
And one as a prisoner of the skin
The desire to change is her cardinal sin
Born as a misplaced soul, she will continue to suffer
Until she alters her prison
Or kills herself
From being filled with sorrow
“A body and mind divided is a sorrowful experience. Don’t hate on me for difference…” – Untimely Angels, future transgender.
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