My home - My trans community

Home was never inviting, it was always harsh and cold.
Going about our separate ways, never wanting to expose,
Building walls and pretending, "I'm fine" our favorite words,
So no one else would question, and no one else would know.

Then one day a while ago, I fell upon some friends.
They took me in, protected me, taught me how to fly again.
They never tried to force on me, they're different way of life,
But I found that we were much alike, the truth could not deny.

They're here and there and spread about,
Like feathers in the wind, but we have a deep connection,
And for them I instantly care about, and always just fit in.
Some call it the Trans community, but I just call it friends.

Someday I know we'll be together, not spread so far apart,
Not just because I love them so, but also because we know,
That we are all the special ones, even though few can see,
When all of us stand together, each one is truly free.

~ by Lj Mark, 3-21-15 ~