I can’t

I can’t do it anymore

can’t feel my heart

can’t hear my screams

as my skin tears apart.

can’t taste the pills they shove down my throat

can’t find another place to go

I can’t say goodbye

can’t stop my hands

can’t stop the pain inside

I can’t live.

but i know not a single soul cares…

How about now?

How about now?

I tell you of my differences

that i am not what i seem

i wipe off all my makeup

and throw away my frilly things

cut my hair and put on a hood

oh my goodness, i feel so good.

but wait.

you don’t like it, and i’m offending you?

you say this isn’t something i should choose.

you say i’ll never be the same

and i’m taking your “precious” daughter away.

you say “i’m losing you”

“You’re not my kid anymore”

you know, when i hit a certain age

i’m walking out that door

so i put on my makeup

and throw on a gown

you know that I will never be happy

but do you love your “precious” daughter now?