Literature
The enemy in the mirror
Every day i wake up,
Go up and stare,
And watch in the mirror,
To see that's not me there.
I go out, ride on the bus,
See the reflections in the window,
I know it's me, looking at it,
But the reflection isn't me though.
I go to school,
Hear the name which I hate,
By the teachers, by everyone,
Is THIS really my fate?
I come back home,
Be the son everyone wants me to be,
But this son they see,
This son isn't me.
My thoughts turn dark,
My stomach starts to curl,
Why can't i be what I want to?
I am a girl.