Transition

I once was a boy, now i am a girl.

A girl, who loves to twirl.

When i was little

it was a riddle.

I was just different,

that was my predicament.

I wanted to play with my sisters toys

but my mom said those weren’t for boys.

My father wanted me to play soccer

but i was just hiding in my locker.

Cause the other boys were mean,

i couldn’t allow myself to be seen.

No idea what i did wrong

but maybe i did just not belong.

I asked to go to dance class instead

but i soon wished for that to be unsaid.

That was the first time i saw my fathers rage

and i was still at a tender age.

My mom tried to reason

but father said it is treason.

And that no son of his

would ever become a Ms.

I once was a boy, now i am a girl.

A girl, who loves to twirl.

The first thing i did

once i was no longer a kid,

was to take a chance

and learn how to dance.