Not sure how well it describes the trans* condition overall, but certainly describes how I'm feeling on the MTF side right now..
Mirror mirror, on the wall
I'm just someone with no self control
You don't know the real me,
but you get a glimpse
so you paint a picture
So vivid, but just so wrong
This little girl is broken this time (broken)
I've seen things no one should ever have to see
I paint a smile on to tell the world I'm doin' fine
While everything I've known flies out the window
(Chorus:)
I just want to leave this situation
I don't want to reach this destination
Can't you see I've lost the motivation
I want to leave this situation
Mirror mirror, on the wall
You see a girl with no self control
You ask what I want - it's complicated
The truth is: I don't know..
I guess it's not enough to be there sometimes (sometimes)
But I've been dealt a hand no one should ever have to play
I guess I've really messed up this time, messed up this time
but I'm too tired to fake the strength behind this lie
CHORUS
And now I sit here,
all alone in the world
My head is filled with
advice I once ignored:
That all you get from this moment,
is all you gave to your past
And all you'll get from this moment,
is what you gave to your past
I'm turning to the next thing
and I laugh just for this moment
I'm crying on the bathroom floor
'cause nothing is the same
I'm turning to the next one
Then we're laughing for the moment
I'm crying on the bathroom floor
I can not regain strength
CHORUS x2
And now I sit here,
all alone in the world
My head is filled with
advice I once ignored:
That all you get from this moment,
is all you gave to your past
And all you'll get from this moment,
is what you gave to your past
EDIT: oh and erm, the full story behind that song from the singer herself if anyone is interested:
http://www.ayria.com/2010/11/song-dissection-8-girl-on-the-floor/Not a world away, is it?