I didn't get it,
When my grandma would tell me that when I found, the person I L O V E D,
Life
would
be
E a s i e r,
I didn't get it,
when my brother c
r
i
e
d
that he felt he LOST a sister,
When all I saw,
when I looked in the mirror was someone who DIDN'T match me,
I didn't get it,
When the blood,
on my wrist,
was F
A
L
L
I
N
G,
And all I felt was pain,
I didn't get it,
when the pressure on my chest,
was too T I G H T,
OR when life
without me seemed so much
EASIER,
I didn't get it,
when I was in elementary,
and had feelings for a GIRL,
and was being told that,
being GAY was a SIN,
I didn't get it,
When I didn't feel like a girl,
But a Boy that
wanted to be like his father,
when I realized that it wasn't my father I wanted to be
BUT
What he was assigned as at birth,
I didn't get it,
that F E E L I N G
this way was worse than being
G A Y
to my father,
That saying the words
"I'm not your P R I N C E S S."
would leave a s c a r,
I didn't get it,
When all I felt when someone called me by
HE/HIM,
why I felt so,
H A P P Y,
I didn't fucking get it.
