Standing up for the T in LGBT.


I stare at myself in the mirror, 

And the image looking back at me is one that is disappointing, 

I look in the mirror and the body that appears infront of me, 

does not match my mind.


You look at me and you see someone I am not. 

The phrases of "She", "Her", "Miss", and "M'am" are ones that feel like knifes through my chest,

you see, I was born a girl, but I am a man. 


Some say it's a mental disorder, 

that I've lost my mind, 

Even those who are supposed to support me,

the members of the Lgbt community,

however the T in Lgbt is often forgotten. 


I will not stay quiet, 

I will not shy away because of your rude comments, 

I refuse to be another statstic, 

I am transgender you see, 

Can't you simply understand that I am just another human being? 


Please do not stare, 

please do not shout,

Please do not kill me with the words that so easily flow from your mouth, 

I see myself, I see my physical form and I cry, then I smile. 

I smile because one day I know I will physically becomes the man I mentally already am. 


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