No mom you don't get how i feel,
I thought you were the only one who knew who i really was but i guess it isnt a big deal.
You told me it was just a faze i was going through,
Everytime i came home from school im black and blue.
When you ask me why they hit me,
I respond with because im not the girl i used to be.
I stare out at the moon that night,
knowing my whole life ive been putting up a good fight.
10 years have passed and im happy now as a man,
You still choose to not accept me but im sorry this is who i am.
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Author:
British tea (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
this is so good & on so many different levels ... and timely too in an age of increasing gender fluidity..... Neville
Thank u
you are welcome
And long may you continue to be. Fine write.
Thank u
In this day and age the acceptance of gender changing it must be accepted as a good thing.
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