People Like Me Poem by Jim Boone

Have a multi-layered humanity
That is purchased by living in
Two genders, and that is lovely
And troublesome in ways even I
Can not adequately describe in
One writing, in one thought process.

Some find it extremely difficult to
Live with the confused soul that
Breathes under their skin. Some,
Like me, are products of one of the
Amazing feats of the human brain:
Creating a split personality, a
Soul-sister and a soul-man to deal
With the abuse of some adults; mature
(Immature) people who psychologically
Damage us, sometimes beyond repair.

After what I consider far too long for
Someone like me, my greatest fear
Is that my troubled mind will
Completely give out long before
My ‘healthy’ body does.

“I come to the garden alone.”