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When I say I promise I mean it It's not something I say a lot When I vowed unformally to be yours It wasn't because I wanted to tell you what you wanted to hear It's because I truly meant it
A little girl died this year. But this is not a story of sadness, Of rage, Or despair. Do not mourn her, For she yelled and
What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to say? All I know is this demon’s getting bigger Everyday. How are they supposed to know? I’ve gotten so good at lyin’,
Do you know what its like To be your own worst enemy? To feel trapped inside a body, That you truly feel, is not yours. Those things on your chest, And between your legs, Those are not yours.
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