Changes
I’m a trans man and I think that’s known,
But deep down it hasn’t been shown.
I’ll never change into the man I’m meant to be,
I’ll never be seen as a man and I’ll never feel free.
I’m stuck in this meat suit and it’s wrong,
My soul has never been strong.
Strangers call me a girl, woman, ma’am,
Come on people, like damn.
I’m a guy or at least I try,
One more comment and a noose I’ll tie.
I’m tired of feeling trapped in my skin,
This is a war I feel like I’ll never win…
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