Im not sure
If i want to cry or die
Im just so tired of hiding
Behind this annoying lieTired of faking it
Of pretending to be
Someone im not
Not the person you seeMy outside and inside
Just dont line up
Like a foggy mirror
Or a drain, clogged up
But i cant do anything about it
So ill keep hiding for now
Sit back and watch the show
and enjoy my bow
YOU ARE READING
Hiding, Pretending
PoetryPoetry! Transgender related (mostly dealing with dysphoria or pride -- ftm)