My Life
Dear Me,
I am transgender
And I am afraid of the world
I am afraid to walk out of my house,
For the fear that someone may hurt me for being me.
I fear that I will not find love,
Because I am transgender.
I hate looking in the mirror,
All I see are my flaws and insecurities.
I hate waking up everyday in the wrong body.
My life is not perfect no matter how hard I try.
Some days I want to end it all,
But somehow I am still alive.
At times I feel useless,
I feel disgusting,
Worthless,
A disappointment.
I don't know what to do anymore.
Should I carry on?
Is this even worth it?
Would anybody even miss me?
I don't think so.
But I guess I have to patient,
Even if I hate it.
My life is awful and filled with hate for myself,
But it is still my life.
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