Don’t judge me
I am not like everyone else
I am unique
Don’t judge me
I am not the same as everyone else
I am different
Form you
And everyone else
Don’t Judge me
Don’t treat me the same
I am proud
Of who I am
Why aren’t
You?

It is defined to the end
Though I do not know the way
but fate cannot bend
The gate with an earthQuake

And a barrier between two states
Psyche or physic
Each say 'war is upon us'
I am just a critic.

I walk around these places
Trans-centric spaces
Yet I don't feel like I belong
I know that
I look like them
And based on my reading
I feel like them too
Though I still have this sense
That I somehow do not count
I am not quite enough
I feel without a place
Maybe because last time
I was at a trans art show
And my art lives in words
Not in images on canvas
Just another piece of me
That doesn't quite feel
Real enough or
Good enough
To be taken seriously
And I know
I know
This all boils down to
The way I treat myself
But I'm trying
I'm trying
Some things just take time

How can anyone know me
When they don't even know my name
How can anyone teach me
When all that they crave is fame
They don't know how my world destroyed me
They don't know the monsters I struggle to tame
They don't know me
They don't know my name

I wish we could exist,
just you and I,
curled together
in a sound-proof bubble.
Nothing but breathing
your air
and kissing
your lips
and touching
your silk-soft skin.
I wish we could float,
unseen and untouched
though this world
full of judgement
and hate.
You are my peace,
my smile,
you are the moment
I close my eyes
and my mind stills
and empties.
The moment
when nothing else matters,
but the feel
and the smell
and the taste
of you.

I wish we could be,
just be.

I want to write a poem
Something I can show people
And be proud of
Without feeling judged

But the topics
That fly through my mind
Are too depressing
And I don't want to make anyone sad


I'll write happy poems when I'm dead