Sometimes I wonder what might happen if I accept what I should be

If I identified with the same gender as my pathetic little body

I wonder if I would be happier and maybe a bit less confused

If perhaps I'd never heard the terrible slurs others had used

I wonder if I could make myself like wearing skirts and dresses

If perhaps I could accept the name I had been given at birth

I wonder if perhaps If I were normal others might see my worth

Or perhaps that is simply the main issue behind it all

Maybe I really am worthless after all