The outside

I may seem happy,

I may seem cool,

But inside I'm crappy,

Inside I'm a ghoul.

I may seem like the world,

Or the ocean blue,

I may seem like a dreamworld,

But you just don't have a clue.

That instead of what you might think,

About me being all true,

Or just being a mixed drink.

Though I am weird,

And maybe mysterious,

Inside I'm just trying to protect from being cleared,

And hiding my hideous.

This may seem jumbled,

This may seem different,

Because what you know isn't a rubble,

A rubble of words,

But instead of a calm, beautiful girl.

What you don't know, is that I'm hiding

Hiding from myself and the world,

Because I'm scared… I'm scared of coming out

Of hiding,

I'm scared that the world will come after me.

What you don't know is that I'm not a girl,

I see me as a boy,

A boy that's a cowgirl,

But all you know is a girl that's a tomboy,

And who sucks dick at everything.

I'm a sad, lonely guy that's trapped,

Of course I don't want to go to hell,

And that's the reason why I'm still trapped,

Because I don't want to go to hell,

Or have people giving me crap.

Why?

Because I would be a trans guy that's gay.

I'm sorry to tell you,