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9 months ago

I am not your daughter

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

There are so many times

I want you to see

How I am not

The person you think

But every time I open my mouth

You close off your heart

And now I’m always

In the wrong.

I will listen

I will speak

And I want you to hear me out

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

I will explain this to you

Till my face turns blue

And the stars go out tonight.

Give me a chance

To let you know

This is how I am.

I will listen

I will speak

And I want you to hear me out.

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.

I won’t pick a side

For your own comfort

And let myself fade away.

I will learn

The language you speak

And I will preach this back to you.

I will listen

I will speak

And I want you to hear me out.

I am not

I am not

I am not your daughter.

I am not

I am not

I am not your son.


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9 months ago

How Many Ways To Say

How many ways

Can there possibly be

To tell you how I feel

Again and again?

I’m running out of words

Someone wind me up again

I’m so tired, I’m so tired

Of looking at the pages

That are my sole escape

My mind is buzzing

With things I wish I had the courage to say.

And I’m still wondering now

How many ways

Can there possibly be

To say how I’m not normal?

How many times

Must I scream

I am not a daughter

Before I’m finally told

That nobody wants to hear it?

Stop lying to me

Stop telling me you understand

Because I’m so tired

Of this body

And the way it’s winding down

I’m running out of words

Someone please tell me 

How many ways

Can there possibly be

To tell you I’m not ok?

And now you’ve scared me

Now I’m silenced

And yet you think it’s fine

I’m not ok, I’m not alright!

Someone tell me that’s ok

Someone tell me I’m not a freak

Even if I don’t believe

How many ways

Can there possibly be

To say I’m so damn tired?

I am nothing, I am nothing

I am not your daughter

I’ve never been but now I wonder

How many ways

Can there possibly be

For you to say

You don’t care?

Cause I’m running out of air

And I’m running out of words

Someone wind me up again

How many ways

Are there to say

That I am not your daughter?


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