Mirror Mirror on the wall
who is the ugliest girl of all
I look, I cry, I bow my head
most of the time i wish i was dead...
This reflection that has haunted me
is the reflection of REALITY
When I see me its always the same
this reflection and no one to blame...
I fight this curse day and night
come the end, is the light
that takes me to that special place
where no one can see my face...
I know inside me is this beautiful soul
that no reflection will ever show
I look, I cry, I bow my head
this time I really wish I was dead...
AJ
Before anyone says anything, im not going to kill myself - a good friend made a suggestion to document my transformation. well being an artist, i wish to document my transformation with poems, photos will capture the changes in still images, but poems can document the feelings i will be going through.
right now this is how i feel about myself.
for years the one thing that has been on my mind more than anything is to KILL ALLEN, thats right kill Allen and let AJ Live. he needs to die and im going to kill his happy arse and cut off his balls. LOL
THX for reading XOXO...
PS - i will be adding new poems for each month on this thread, i start my hrt in a couple weeks...