I want to rip off my fingers
one by one
then my arms and legs
and sew on in their place
the ones of a boy
the boy out there who feels the same
that we should of had eachothers body.
maybe then my brain could rest
stop pacing about my skull
wondering what went wrong
maybe I could finally be normal,
laughing carefree
in my own body
maybe I would spend my time
doing things I enjoy instead of
worrying if I'm wrong or right
maybe Id be peaceful,
happy.