I was always told it was my problem
Can't sleep?
Its because I was on my phone
Stressed?
Its because I am making thing up in my head
No motivation to even shower?
That's because I am the lazy child
So when I discover I'm trans
That's my problem
A problem not to be shared
A problem that won't be halved
Because its my fault
And my problem
My problem to me shouldn't be a problem
My problem is because of transphobia
If the world was happy
And the world was kind
There would be no problem
And I would be me
So my problem
Is not my problem
The problem belongs to those who make it a problem
But no matter what
Transphobe's make it into my problem
And that's why the closet exists
And that's the reason for a problem
YOU ARE READING
Dysphoric Verses
PoetryFtM trans poems. This is a collection of some random poetry that I write to help cope with my gender dysphoria. This is more of a journal for me, but I also write this in hopes of people reading and relating to my work.
