A little poem about Hana's life and why things are bitter.
💀💀💀💀💀💀I was your big kid, your only child.
I wasn't the brightest, definitely not the strongest.
But I was your happy sunshine, your ball of energy.
The highlight of a bad day, the beacon in the night.
I made your frown turn upside like a cheesy pickup line.
I made you smile in the darkest of times.
Everything was peachy fine, sugary sweet.
Until the surgery.
I went through surgery.
I was operated and my body changed.
When it was over, I felt my life start.
A fresh breath into my lungs as my chest rose with lumps and a sashay down the hall with my hips.
I'm a woman.
I was starting my life.
Nothing could stop me from feeling complete.
Except for you...I came home and I no longer had a room.
My room wasn't my room.
Everything I loved was scattered on the floor.
And you...
You were giving me a disproving look.
You looked like you didn't know me.
I felt like a stranger here.
I felt like I was in the wrong family.
Except... With that look in your eye, I couldn't call this family.
I swallowed my pride as I packed what was left in suitcases.
You wanted me out before tomorrow.
I have never felt so unwanted in all my years of living.
You disliked the new skin I was in.
My father left and was replaced with... A carcass.
You are a carcass of what you used to be.
You were my father until you denied me as a human.
I wasn't your baby boy.
I was no longer your young man.
I grew out of being your strong kid.
I became your graceful mistake.
From blue to pink and toy cars to dresses, my life felt 1000 times better.
But you disapproved and I was back at square one.
A father accepts their child right?
Then how come I want to be your little princess when all you call me is your big boy?
I am not your son.
I am your daughter.
But even as I stand in this pink dress...
You'll only see these baggy pants and a blue shirt, ready to be your son.I am not your little boy, Daddy.
I am your beautiful daughter.But you'll never see it past your views.

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FanficErronBlackxOC (Someone suggested I make this years ago and I'm going to keep it going.) What speaks louder? Hatred or the need to save Earthrealm?