SadderPoet64

Wrong Body, Wrong Soul

Being trans is not easy
Being a closeted trans is even harder

Each day is like waking up in a heavy fog.
Wrong pronouns,
Wrong name,
Wrong body,
Wrong soul.

Who am I?
Shouldn't you know?

Each class sends a sting through my body.
Wrong pronouns,
Wrong name,
Wrong body,
Wrong soul.

I know who I am
You, too, should know.



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