I was robbed
Society took it away from me
The years of youth marred and changed
The pressure to be something you don’t understand
The requirements of society
I won’t ever know what it’s like to be a little girl
To learn from the ways of life from her mother and
Getting attached to a cheesy princess dress
Then ruining it with mud and bugs in the garden
I won’t ever know what it’s like to be a preteen girl
Finding your girlfriends, hiding away from teachers view
Giggling, gabbing, laughing, and crying
figuring out how to be the friend you want to be
I won’t ever know what it’s like to be a teenage girl
Gossip, Boys, Sleepovers, Makeup, Crying, Compassion
Growing in ways that are unexpected
Fighting and finding a way
Instead, I was given my allotment
A tool which compels you to use it
The Sword of Conquest
The Pen of Knowledge
The Thing that Sets Us Apart
Society Told Me:
“This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must
master it as I must master my life. My rifle, without me, is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless.”
Society Told Me:
God gave me this body; I must treat it with respect.
Altering your body is wrong in the eyes of the Lord.
God made you in their image so that I am perfect the way I am
Society Told Me:
I am mentally ill
It’s not possible to transition
What I want only lives in fantasy
Society Told Me:
That I make people uncomfortable
That I am a SIN
Others fear me
I am dangerous
That I am not welcome
I told myself that I couldn’t ever
That my allotment meant I was destined to live out the role society told me
That it was not possible
Society Took 20 Years From Me
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