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Sep 2016
What can I say I love
wearing suits
nice leather boots
Love hanging out
with other guys
and wearing ties.
Playing sport
listening to heavy
music and going to
gigs moshing in
pits and having
a blast drinking
pints of beers
and thinking
about women.

But I don't look
like other guys
Reality sinks in
and I feel lost
and hurt inside.

I withdrawn
back in my shell
quickly learn
that I have been
born into the wrong
form.

Seeing it every day
magnified and glaring
back in the mirror
each morning  
is enough to make
me hate it.

These days I feel
gender-less and neutral;
hardly charming
never beautiful
or at the least
the way I intended
it to be
I'm just me.
Kimberley Leiser
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Kimberley Leiser
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