He is called a female,
Don't know why,
When he was born,
He was given a lie.
Kicked from family,
Begging on fields,
No one really love us,
When our identity,
Got revealed!
Edu. is what we crave,
To protect us from,
de Society's grave.
We can't wear de,
Clothes of our choice,
We often get mock,
Suicide, as the prize!
Just, a decent job is,
What we all aim,
To get self dependent,
& change de game!
People usually calls,
Us as de sinners,
But we'll fight hard,
& be de winners!
Laws, Now it all,
Seems de poor waste,
Turning our futures,
To alarming haste!
We often face assault,
Like an open vault,
People calls us diseased,
Let them say, it will,
Make them pleased!
Anxiety flooding veins,
Loneliness finding gains,
Happiness is what lost,
Mental health seems frost!
Forced to surgery,
We're not prostitutes,
Please don't screw,
b/c we're humans too!
We still wanna grow,
We still wanna fly,
Want to touch that all
Mighty beautiful sky!
Trans people are like a,
Seed of beautiful,
Flower facing a bunch,
Of struggle to bloom!
- By Raj Kashyap…
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