The same nightmare. Every night. You push me away. Tell me you don't want me. You take my stuff and tell me its yours now. My favorite jackets, my blankets, my heart. You don't care. Not one ounce of regret or pain on your face. You tell me I'm not worth it. I'm stupid. You never wanted me. It was a lie. You tell me I'll never be a real boy. That no matter how hard i try, no one, especially you, will ever think I'm a boy. The same person who told me she didn't care that i was trans, now throwing it in my face. I wake up crying. And when i finally fall back asleep, it's the same nightmare, on repeat.
