who am I now? This body I once recognized, Is transformed. Softer, fuller, different. My mind has always been a map, With roads that spin in circles. But my body was no match. Now my skin tells the story, Of a new life formed. Of hard months and sleepless nights. And I dont feel better off or stronger, Like the others proudly say. I feel foreign and unhappy. So I'll drive down these new roads. Looking for familiar landmarks. Until I can once again, Call this body home.