Why must they hate us?
We only want to be ourselves
To exist honestly
To show who we are
We choose our names
We tell people what to call us
Yet they refuse
They insist that they know better
But they don't
How can anyone know us better than ourselves?
Why must we be afraid
To introduce ourselves
To wear the clothes we want
To have the bodies that make us comfortable
That's all we want
To exist
To be who we are
Why is that so much?
Why?
It's okay to simply exist
no matter what anyone else insists.
I am valid, I am fine
It's my time to spend, mine
So I'll spend it resting if I choose
After all, I've got nothing to lose
by ignoring the grind outside
And right now, I'd rather be resting inside
I'll take my time until I'm ready to say
“Okay. Now it's time to take on the day.”
You never knew me as he
yet you take one look and judge me
My hair too short, my chest too small
you see one detail instead of them all
And if you looked a little higher
you'd see the pin that says “she/her”
But you don't see me, you see a boy
As though trying to strip away my joy
For you see, I shed my strife
And learned how to love life
This is what you'd see
If instead of judging, you got to know me
I will listen
to all of your problems
offer support the best I can
but you must understand
that there will be a point
at which I reach my limits
and I must take care of myself
