Look in the mirror and what do you see?
A face that's not mine, starring back at me
Look in the mirror and what do you wish?
A flat chest would be, a lot better than this
Look in the mirror and what do you hate?
All these feminine things, I just can't take
Look in the mirror and what does it show?
Underneath it all, a man's body I know
Look in the mirror, years down the line
and you'll see a face you can say "This one's finally mine!"
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Random Poetry and Writings
RandomThis is just a collection of poems I write with maybe some short little stories added in there for shiggles. For the sleepless nights, the lonely nights, the arty nights, and all in between.
