The wonderful thing about Sky She's a wonderful, wonderful thing Her heart's made of stardust Her soul's made of spring She's a kind and loving, warm and caring beautiful magical girl! But the most wonderful thing about Sky is she's the only one in the world!
One of the many tools I have available to me is the breath in my body
With a deep breath I can return to center Calm my mind Restore my energy
I know No matter how scared or angry or stressed out I happen to be
I can take a breath Hold it Let it out Hold it
Return to center Return to stability
And everything will be okay
This family taught me how to love with my whole heart without exception or condition without ending or faltering
This family taught me how to accept those who are the same those who are different those who I can't even understand
This family has always been here for me no matter the circumstances no matter my mistakes or faults no matter how I change and grow
This family will be a part of me forever until the end of my life until the end of time until everything fades away
I love This Family I accept This Family I will be there for This Family I will be a part of This Family
Forever
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.”
I sculpted this mask Carved and decorated it Slaved over every detail Then I wore it around other people And they all loved me
I was always hopeful Happy and kind Lighting up everyone's lives That's who I am But not all the time
The real me cries and cowers needs love and affection gets worked up, talks too fast, slips up Most of all She's not perfect
That's the real me I'm tired of meeting their expectations I don't want to wear this mask anymore I only want to be me
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
It is possible to care for you while caring for me and I will find that balance so long as you are fighting your fight too I will not be the only soldier in your army
I will follow you as long as you lead I will help you without doing it for you I will love you while loving myself
I care too much
Obsessed with the idea that everyone should be happy I toss my own feelings aside
Even when I try To say “This is how I feel” It's so easy for my words to be lost in the waves of other's feelings
When I try I fail So how can I ever learn to succeed?
I need to listen to my body to her needs I need to honor my boundaries I need to remember it's okay to struggle now so I can be better later
I care about everyone else It's time to start caring about me