Fighting Fate
Brought up as a girl
Never allowed as a boy
A fate forced on me
Grew older and tried
To live an expected lie
One with pink and bows
Childhood passed too fast
I still remained, un-whole, strange
My body transformed
I was torn, broken
A man’s mind, a woman’s frame
Never reconciled
The mirror my foe
I altered my woman’s fate
And embraced myself
Cropped hair, ties, and belts
My mind and body agree
At last, I am me
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