She's got dreamy blue eyes that shine bright, scruffy cheeks and an overbite. She's so strong at heart but feels a continuing sense of defeat. If you listen closely, you can hear her fast heartbeat through the body of a boy set on repeat.
I'm not who think. I'm not who see but you'll never see me as the person I was meant to be.
When the mirror is your greatest enemy. When you're the only person you can't stand to see, it becomes hard to get a grip on your sanity. All along, tried to hide it, tried to fight it but always knew what was wrong with me.
This is a mistake. I can't go on like this I'm an imposter, I'm a fake. I've lost all control and I don't know how much more this girl can take.
This is about trying to cope with gender dsyphoria.