I know my face is feminine
I know everyone 'knows' I'm a girl
I know in this confusing christian society
You have to keep to the binary

And so I don't expect them
To look at me
And say "He"

But just once
Maybe they'll hesitate
Before saying "She"

A pause..

The pulse quickens
Throat swallows
Tension thickens
A breath follows

The silence weighs a ton
An everlasting duration
To the silence between someone
The sound of hesitation

the way you stand in the mirror
with eyes full of tears

because in the wrong lighting
you so easily declare yourself frightening

claiming no one, not even yourself could love you
but it's a scary thing when they say they feel it too

not knowing how much you actually care for them they so
easily say the same thing you do

breaking your heart slowly
and unknowingly

you tell her I hate you
and without hesitation, she repeats, I hate you too

To fall for a person
With hands of bird bone
That quiver and flutter
And like water, break stone

        Winter blankets branches
        It asks
        Does frost taste bitter or sweet?

One step forward,
One retreat
Each step stepping
On someone’s feet

        If I held those hands
        It asks
        Would it taste bitter or sweet?

Don’t hold birds;
Watch them flit from trees  
And come and go
as they please

A little work
will make a difference.
Don't hesitate to
make a change.

People will reach out to you,
for they want to earn your trust.
But there's something inside you,
telling you...

"Are you gonna trust that person?...
Sooner or later, you'll end up disappointed again,
so it's better to shut the door and lock it...
Don't let anyone in."

For your heart was far too damage,
it can be fixed...But not the way it used to be.

catching the hesitation that these silent
worlds glaze

meaningless. smoke. echoing.
though an unworthy lover
stays,