Your hair is ugly, your body is ugly, your clothes are ugly, your voice is ugly, you in general are ugly.
These things have circled in my head all night and I find no reason to make them stop.
I find no use in hiding the painful truth that I am a huge disapointment
Why clean off a mirror that i will not ever purposely look at?
Why would I deny the truth of what I am and what i always will be..
I will always be the punch line to a joke, the " I almost made it " kid in the back of class.
I'm barely passing my classes as we speak and I couldn't care less.
My hair will always be too short and my clothes will always be too butch
I will always be a girl to them despite everything they have heard..
because its always much funnier to make fun of someone whose already hurt.
Its better to cause more damage to someone who knows it all too well because I wont break in front of them
But they know behind closed doors the scars that remain.
I will always be the dike, the liar, the punk kid, the emo, the over emotional worthless waste of space
So why deny the truth of it all. Especially when i dont even have faith in myself at all.
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Author:
Olivia London (Pseudonym) (
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WELL OMGOLI ~ You haven't moved on much since your last poem ! There are lots of ADULTS in he World like you TRANSGENDER and they have to learn how to get by. I know it's much harder at School because there's only one set of toilets and changing rooms so they expect you to conform. Be yourdelf ~ find like minded poeple ~ live your life and to HELL with the OTHERS ! Supportin you and thinking of you Your MPS FRIEND ~ BRIAN
Someday ill get there. Just not sure when 🙂
You did a very good and heartfelt poem. Thank you for sharing!
I like the play on words between the title and the poem. Good work.
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