WRONG

Lostinsidemyself

I heard them the whispers the dark little stings at my ego. The hidden snickers behind hands and then his eyes narrowed. I was horrified and shocked he wouldn't would he then like the monster he is he yelled it. The dark little secret i kept to my heart and held in with locks in chains. I was frozen in horror and shame as his laughter bounced off the walls others joining then they started pointing. I was scared i didn't know where to go then i felt sick and wanted to dissolve into nothing. I ran as soon as i could tears burning behind my eyes and as i sat with my friends who stared with quiet sympathetic eyes. My friends who asked if i was alright and belived my scarlet lies of i'm fine. Now everyone knew and i had no place to hide. He walks up and gives me a sad look then whispers his secret to me. The same one as i. We smile and he starts to cry his sea blue eyes scarred and wishing to die. I look away from the mirror as it shatters and fall to the floor with a clatter. I lost it all this night and cried and shook and screamed in fright. It was not my time and he took my right. He stole my words so i never got to say. Now they all know i am diffrent and don't belong i don't follow their rules and hold my gender strong i hate the pronouns they give me they all feel wrong. I am not her she is wrong. I am him and he is right no matter who says he is wrong.

  • Author: Lostinsidemyself (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 23rd, 2016 09:44
  • Comment from author about the poem: A look on how i feel on the inside when people ask about me being transgender and how i was forced to out myself.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    WELCOME FRIEND - MPS IS NOT GENDER CRITICAL ! A very powerful first poem and an interesting way to OUT yourself on this site. I am sure we have many TG's in this site who will empathise with you ! Thanks for sharing -BRIAN



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