"Whom you want to be - Lyrics or poem
How do I avoid that?
I'm terrified to be you.
A child is not a cat,
but fully-formed human, new.
I know some of what you've been through.
Beyond any kid's breaking point,
No one should ever have had to
in that hell themselves annoint.
Why carry it forward though?
Your life will never heal this way.
What more pain are we all owed?
Self-respect, you can replace.
Self-respect, you may replace.
Self-love, please seek, "Your Grace".
All I want from you:
Be more of yourself and choose
whom you want to be.
No one else will feel your feelings.
No one else can cry your tears.
No one else may think your viewpoints.
No one else should stoke your fears.
Trans people exist?
Hello, I'm one!
Nonbinary just means "person".
What a kind idea we've won.
Is it nice to meet you?
I'm not really sure.
Had you considered being trans, too?
Did I ever know you, anymore?
To be real is not to repeat
the last thing you just read.
To be "biased" means
you've an opinion in your head.
You're allowed to disagree with me,
on things outside of human rights.
Otherwise which mom used to teach
fairness, about which we now fight?
All I want from you:
Be more of yourself and choose
whom you want to be.
I'll be honest: I gave up on you.
I can't stand you in my life.
"Your" "mini-me" was never "You ver. 2".
You do not deserve my time.
My pronouns are vey, vem, ver.
I wish you saw me as a person.
(Quite simple to make them square.)
Without help, you'll only worsen.
You deserve forgiveness,
as all do, but not from me.
No risk from counselling,
or not necessarily.
There is no way around it.
Other parents I've found;
these other people love me,
if I am, or not, around.
Why couldn't you do the same?
Was being separate truly hard?
You said you valued my brain.
Why force me constantly on guard?
All I want from you:
Be more of yourself and choose
whom you want to be.
No one else supports your comments.
Everyone I asked has been confused.
"That's weird. Are you okay? Honest?"
"Did she tell you how not to use boobs?"
"When she said 'What happens here, stays'?"
"Who says that to a child?"
Did you think I would organ-replace
to extend your time a while?
I can no longer make myself care.
Maybe if you loved yourself more,
while you will not see me there,
you'd have more chance to tone down the scorn.
Do I deserve to have kids?
What if I turn into you?
Oh, dear god(s), no! I can't risk that.
The core idea rips me in two.
I love them too much in advance
to avoid asking of ourselves:
"May we bring into existence
people whose time may never tell?"
All I want from you:
Be more of yourself and choose
whom you want to be.
Ban fossil lobbying; and act!
Long-term, more extreme weather?
Climate change patterns collapse.
We've plenty solutions clever.
Problems from hierarchy
ingress beneath our skin.
Set aside your worries;
Become your strength within.
You cannot redo high school.
Become yourself, a real adult.
What can you do; who are you?
Feel emotions, not just sulk.
HRT may have advantages
for who you want to be.
Think past the many challenges.
Imagine yourself free. "
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Mx Verda
Jessica G.
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