i'm me.they're mourning a girl ill never be.
i'm right in front of you can't you see?
i never thought i'd be this way,
i was okay with it cause i thought they'd stay.
then i was told it was all a phase.
so now its nothing but quiet pain.
i'm me.
the guy trying to tell you who i want to be.
but you don't understand cause you wont listen to me,
No, i'm not just a tomboy or gay.
why can't you just listen to what i have to say?
said you love me no matter what mom, was it a lie?
i don't want to blame and say you're the reason i cry.
since that's the only part of it.
its all the petty bullshit.
All the emotional scars added to the list,
the little shit that makes me pissed.
it's me, cant you tell?
You can't since i cant be me well,
i let people call me the wrong things and failed.
the confidence i have at times have always fell.
Has someone called you a name that made you frown?
That name makes me want to pounce,
But I don't because I'm nice.
Trying to be myself comes with a price,
How come to be myself there has to be a sacrifice?
All these people hear me and act like blind mice.
Obviously you're not listening,
I told you who I was and my name,
And you're still saying the same.
Does it look like to me that this is a game?
I'm trying so hard to survive can't you see?
But no one around has been listening.
I'm me.

YOU ARE READING
-dysphoria-
Poetrypoetry about gender dysphoria of being transgender/non binary and more out of the gender spectrum