All I
can see
when
I look
in the
mirror
is high
cheek
bones
and soft
cheeks
I see
soft
eyes
and
long hair.
And sure
I can
hide
from
every
body else.
I can
hide
under
a binder
and tucking
my hair
into a
hat.
I can
hind under
layer
after
layer
of men’s cologne.
I can
hide from
every
one else
but I
can’t hide
from
my self.
And i
can’t transition.
I can
cut off
all my
hair
or take
testosterone.
Because
there
will
be female
days.
There
will
be neutral
days.
But
right
now
is a
male
day and
I hate
myself.