Behind the Man

October 14, 2014

For all of life I have been strong,

Moved forewards with a high head.

But there is one thing I cannot hide for long,

This secret I carry in my bed.

I was a man amoungst men,

A leader of leaders.

But that was all back then,

Never again shall I hear those cheers.

So here I will sing my song,

The song my heart has bled.

To call me a stalwart man is wrong,

That man I was shall soon be dead.

I am but a girl that is hidden,

Tucked inside the man they held dear.

This girl shall cry out to heaven,

Her voice free of her fears.

I am woman, and I will no longer be a man.

No longer shall I hide my hand.

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