he was a boy
turns out they weren't
family upset
friends unpleased
nothing but online
there they feel safe
hunted and scared
out in the woods
tranny, faggot
asshole, transtrender
they didn't even identify female
but everyone assumed
they were non binary
what nobody knew
their so called friends
where nothing but cunts
they didn't know then
and tried to explain
didn't really helped
the friends still insulted
shemale, heshe
chick with a dick
they couldn't bear that
couldn't exist
nobody noticed
so they died
YOU ARE READING
regulus' sad boy poetry
Poetry"Roses are red, my dad is a prick, don't make me go to work, I'd rather die," Barty whines. "That doesn't even rhyme," Regulus mutters. Barty grunts. "Poetry doesn't have to rhyme. You taught me that. Anyway, it's better than whatever you're writi...
