^I'm Trans^

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I'm Trans

(a poem about the struggles of being trans)

I'm trans.

Well, a sad excuse for a trans person.

I have a short hair cut, but most people call me a lesbian.

I don't wear a chest binder, though.

I own about 2, but they hurt me and make me uncomfortable.

I'm trans.

I hate my chest.

I want to rip it off.

There's a lot of feminine parts of me I hate.

I've learned to love my feminine thighs, though.

I'm trans.

I'm confident that I'm trans.

I tell people, hoping that they'll be supportive.

Some people support me and call me the right name and pronouns.

Some people bully me, though.

I'm trans.

I need to learn to be quieter about it.

Trans people are being killed all over the world because of their identity.

I might tell the wrong person and it'll get me killed.

I don't want to die.

I'm trans.

I want people to see me as a boy, not a girl.

I know some don't mean it, but they'll slip up and call me the wrong name or pronouns.

It scares me.

I'm scared that people will never see me as a boy.

I'm trans.

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