Some see the beautiful beach, the warming sand, the sparkling ocean,
Other only see the sunburns, the unbearable heat,
Some wait that the flowers are blooming,
Other just wait them to wither,
some see the loveliness in the sun,
Others see inner peace in the silent night,
Every view on the world is unique,
We all have a unique view of the world. No two are the same.

The feeling of body and gender dysphoria is always present,
The hate for this body rises inside me, it conquers me,
The feeling of being trapped in the wrong body spreads like a infection,
The shapes feeding my insecurities, my dysphoria,
The gender I was born with, is a stranger to me,
I hate my brain, of thinking in a masculine way,
The realisation that I missed so much time of not being who I really am,
I hate parts of the society, who don’t accept me, who obtain my existence,
Fighting gender and body dysphoria is exhausting,
Will I ever experience body and gender euphoria?