My conscience shattered in to thousands of pieces
Singular being I no longer am
I have been broken time and time again
And every time I tried to but back the pieces
But every time I felt whole
Someone had to come an smash me again
To the point where I no longer try
And I live my life as those thousands of pieces
So I make my world blurry and easier to understand
I wish the people I live with could understand I'm not a girl
That my classmates would realize I'm not that cold
That my friends understood that I'm not a child
I wish that I could stay whole
Like I'm managing to do now
I'm tall
I'm smart
I'm funny and witty
I'm clever
I'm happy
I'm serious and goofy
I'm masculine,yet girly
I am whole
I am me
I wish that I could stay myself longer
Before someone shatters me again

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Poetry
PoesíaJust some poetry I write about being ftm trans* and other stuff. Some unfinished, others finished. A mix of the good and the bad