And then suddenly they resisted taking me to birthday parties.
They stopped daring me,
Picking me when they could.
I stood right there
But why god did they not care?
Untouchable they made me,
Jokes were always pitching on me,
Made teams and never invited me.
I liked a girl,
She too started to hate me.
All in all, they stared me as a failure
When I featured myself as a transgender.
So I took restless sleeping pills to go to sleep,
Who can live in that environment
Where your own mother would be convincing you
That you are not supposed to be,
That way.
I mean what is this?
What is this society?
Evil place,
Evil people and now they made evil me.
They don’t even let me work,
Denying me of what I am,
And what I want to be.
And then they restrict and criminalize the only income source we have. Begging.
Criminal.
Criminal.
Criminal.
Are we really criminals?
I think this only chance to live will be wasted,
Struggling with our own identity.

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