My Body Betrays Me

Sometime's I'd rather stay in a dark room

in the shadows where I can't see myself

and no one can see me

 

Sometimes I'd rather hide

but sometimes I want to

come out to play

Sometimes four walls

close around me

but sometimes I want to

find a way to be me

 

Sometimes I hate my body

I always hate my body

but sometimes I know

who I am

and sometimes I'm not afraid

 

Sometimes I'd rather hide

but sometimes I want to

come out to play

and sometimes my body

betrays me

and sometimes mirrors

scald my skin

 

And sometimes I think it would

be easier if I could just destroy

this body that isn't mine,

claw my way out of this skin

 

Sometimes I think I can change it,

Sometimes I'm not so afraid,

Sometimes I don't give a damn

what any person thinks.

 

And sometimes I think

that destruction and chaos

gives birth to new life

And sometimes I know

without a doubt

that they go hand in hand

 

Hand me the tools to re-create myself

Hand me the tools to re-create myself

 

Sometimes I try to be myself

and only myself, no matter what they say,

but my body betrays me,

and everyone calls me she,

and sometimes I'm too afraid

to correct them.

 

Sometimes I'm too afraid to

tell the world who I really am.

Sometimes I want to hide in

the shadows,

but sometimes I want to

come out to play.

 

Hand me the tools to re-create myself

Hand me the tools to re-create myself

 

I can't stand the reflection in the mirror

It isn't me

and today

I'm not afraid

to tell you that I'm HE.

Reviews

[Desert Dreamer]

The best we can do is express who we are inside, no matter how different that inner self is from what we see in the mirror. There are people in the world who will accept that inner self without judging the exterior. Very well written.