This is a little freeform poem I made about the feelings and troubles of a Transgendered pre-everything life. I want to get surgery, to change my name..
A poem about how I was very sad at a rave I go to every year, that I thought THIS might be the year I get to go without the restraints of a female top..
There's someone I might see soon, by chance. He and I have a bad past, but some good memories It's up to him to approach me, apologize, act like an a*..