It's not anyone's fault, it's a stupid mistake someone decided to make.
Some time ago, one afternoon a girl was born but the happiness fade soon, because it was the wrong body for him.
He was never comfortable, he showed many signs but the adults around him only acted blind.
He liked blue clothes, only had male mates, instead of pink and ribbons he preferred blue and skates.
His parents weren't worried, thought he was a tomboy, but after years his behavior started to annoy.
Grandma asked if he liked girls, he always nodded no, "what's the problem with her so?" People asked.
It's not a problem, well, it is, more like a nightmare, the difference is it doesn't end until you decide to really care.
YOU ARE READING
Vent poem 🖍️🌹❤️
PoetryI know this isn't awesome like a fanfiction but I liked it so here we go. I hope someone relates or likes it.
