My Life Was Hers

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*TW* gender dysphoria, and suicide.

My life was her's, my life was her's for 16 years.
I tried to give all my life to him, but you kept pulling me back.
I wanted to get away, I wanted to leave but I was only 16.
I couldn't do it anymore, and I tried to leave this world.
But my life was her's, my life was her's for 16 years.
I tried to get away I tried to run, I changed my name, cut my hair, and got new clothes.
That didn't work that didn't work, you just kept pulling me back.
I am him, I'm not her anymore or ever was
I wish you could see how your hurting me.
My life was her's, my life was her's for 16 years.
My voice is her's, he wishes it was his but it's hers.
He can't bare the thought of him being her anymore.
He hates the name he's called at home, he wants to go by his name not her's.
My life was her's, my life was her's for 16 years.
The clothes she wears is not the clothes he wants, he's forced to wear her clothes.
The hair she has isn't what he wants, he just wants short hair to make him look like himself.
The life she has, the life she made, isn't the life he wants for himself.
My life was her's, my life was her's for 16 years.
He wishes he could just yell at everyone and tell everyone he isn't her.
He wishes nobody would say that revolting name that makes him want to die.
He wishes he didn't feel disgusted with his body every time he looks into a mirror.
But my life was her's, my life was her's for 16 years.
He wishes he could be him, but he can't until he finds the courage.
He has to be her until he can safely be him, he needs to act like her.
He has to be that name, he has to wear those clothes, has to have her body, her hair, her everything.
Because like you know, his life was her's for 16 years.

have a great day ~ Jaiy ❤️ (368 words).

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