Is it really i who i see,
looking back at me,
in the mirror.
Am i happy with this body,
the gender i embody,
i wish i could see it clearer.
Stuck in so much confusion,
with no real conclusion,
wishing i could get nearer.
At the end of the day,
i could just be gay,
and not that little bit queerer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
THIS IS GOOD COS IT IS THE QUESTION MANY OF PEOPLE ASK THMSELVES. EVEN I HAVE.