I cannot express to you an emotion that you have never
and will never feel.

As you were blessed to be born into a body you love.

But if I did try to put it into words,
I would say that it is the equivalent of  a sense of loss,
grief
lack of control.

A daily and constant reminder.

I live in skin that does not belong to me.


                                      
And no amount of nourishment/starvation/love/hatred,
will ever be able to fix the feeling.



This is a body
but not the one I’m suppose to have.