Its been me and you, kid
for seventeen years
Or rather
it was me and you,
for sixteen years
I am sorry if you are broken
or lost
or really do feel like you were born
into the wrong body but
there is no escaping the feeling
of loss
when the little girl I wore a matching cheetah skirt with
is no longer there
I tried to help you all those years
Your pain was felt through my own bones
Every cut you made
Every razor you had
Made me bleed too
Please just understand
like I did all those years
that this is so hard for me
Your favorite color was orange
You loved the Macy's Day Parade
and Disney Movies
But now I don't even know you anymore
you with your ****** hair
deep voice
It is easy to be accepting until you feel abandoned