Crestfallen
Driven by the dreads of discernments
Manipulated by the orthodox clique
Restricted by the foremost nurtures
Feelings crippled by the indigent states
If try to share some tales, they find no mate
Frustrated, dejected, sick at heart;
Spend everyday with an intense throb
Conflicts being the core of their lives
Fear of failures burn them alive
Would they ever be able to stand tall ?
Alas! No, they'll again tremble and will fall
Everyday story of a transgender life !!
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