he wasn't born himself
he was born with daisies in his lungs
ribbons in his bones
and name he did not recognize
he didn't grow up himself
he grew up with dresses hugging him
pink in his eyes
and a face he did not recognize
he couldn't see himself
he saw long hair and bras
fear in his heart
and a body he did not recognize
he doesn't live as himself
he lives as a yellow flower in a purple sky
tears in his voice
and a world he does not recognize
~ Firefly
