Turning Pages

She, He, Me

I am me.

He is he,

And she is she.

But what if she wants to be he

And he wants to be me,

But I don't want to be she?

Then who is me?

I look in the mirror to find me but I cannot see

I only see she,

Why can't I see me?

Me, me, me? Who is me?

Am I what only others see?

Then why can't I see, how do I see me?

I do not feel my body, it feels anew

Is this why I see she?

Because this body does not feel like me,

Who is me?

For only she is what others see,

Not he, not me.

Is she afraid to show me,

Or am I afraid to show he?

I do not blame he,

He has become my friend over the years,

But he has always envied she.

She is loved by her family,

While he would be shunned if revealed,

Then what about me?

I do not know much about me,

This feeling is suffocating,

I feel like a ghost has possessed me,

Will I ever be me?

Or is me lost at sea?

Do I pretend to be she to please those around me?

Why can't others accept he, accept me?

The only thing this see is that

She is she,

He is he,

But I can only see that me is not me.