Not a cool girl
Not even a girl
But that's where i'm classified
And not because i want to be
But because thats where everyone places me
I am placed here because
my tits are too pretty
My butt to bootylishis
My body to curvy
At least thats what my abuser said
Yet i still don't know if i count as a victim let alone a survivor
Because i never really met my abuser
Not that we didn't have the chance
They were out of town
And a stupid idea of mine was to exchange snail mail
So when people ask why were you so afraid
When you never even met
I say they new where i lived
I hate this body for two reasons
First im trans and dysphoric
Two because of what they did to it
Or more so what they had
Me do to it
And now every time i see the flash of the camre
I relive those late night
In Front of the bathroom mirror
Naked and scared
For my family more then anythin
