As I walk the earth, each day gets harder
On the one hand, I'm loved, but on the other, I'm hated
I can't fight it anymore, so why bother
To people, I'm a monster living among them
Hate is so normal, and it's just too upsetting
Why can't I live with these people?
They don't see me as human, and they assume I'm forgetting
That in their eyes, I'm just a monster
But why? Why can't I be trans without hate?
Will this ever change? Will I be able to be happy?
I guess maybe it's just fate
To some people, I'm just a monster, and nothing will change
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem