I looked up to you so much as a kid
You were my Idol
Everything I wanted to be
I praised you with great words to all my friends and family
But look at you now
At first I didn't see it
The way you were digging deeper into the ground
How you let yourself down
Now you don't even have a place to call home
Just movin around
I saw you falling
Heard the warnings
But I brushed them off
Told them it was all fleeting
But now you've really done it
And I can't ignore
What happened to the big brother
I lived for
He was always so talented
And I loved his smile
I wanted to be just like him
But he hung with the "wrong crowd"
I miss you
The Idol and brother I had
Now I don't know what to do
My Idol is dead

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