Tw: gender dysphoria, implied transphobia
dresses and bows
I grew into my cloths and played with Barbies
I wore dresses, the pink poofy one being my favorite
I had short blonde hair and blue eyes until they turned green when I was no longer an infant
I always felt like something was missing, like my heart wasn't full
Like I wasn't myself
I lived with it for years until I figured it out
A boy
My chest isn't supposed to be big
My hair isn't supposed to be long
Let me be happy with my body
Please, no more Barbies or long hair
Call me by my name, dad
Please, my name is Elliot
I'm a boy, I feel happy as one
Let me be me instead of being inside your bubble
What a nice day it will be when I can change my name
Elliot Jasper Church, it would say in bold letters
My heart would skip a beat when I would see it
My name, my beautiful name
My hair is short now but I fought for it
My hair is so nice and short
The pleasure of it being that is amazing
I can never describe how I feel about my father
Love then hate then more hate again
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
Poeziethey are all free verse because I can't rhyme :D most of them I'm proud of though
