An overweight teenage boy has to deal with an unwanted addition to his school uniform. |
Pantoum form ▼ context ▼ I now have to wear corsetry! Please let this just be a bad dream. This cannot be happening to me! I just want to break down and scream. Please let this just be a bad dream. I stare at my girdle and cry. I just want to break down and scream, I just want to curl up and die. I stare at my girdle and cry - how can I face wearing that thing? I just want to curl up and die. The pain that forced crossdressing brings! How can I face wearing that thing? The sad truth? I don't get a choice. The pain that forced crossdressing brings - I'm a victim, I have no voice. The sad truth? I don't get a choice. I know what I now have to do. I'm a victim, I have no voice, and this I must now suffer through. I know what I now have to do - My new girdle's waiting for me. And this I must now suffer through - and all for some sick bullies' glee. My new girdle's waiting for me, in the grey early light of the dawn. And all for some sick bullies' glee, I know I must now put it on. In the grey early light of the dawn, I pick up my girdle, in tears. I know I must now put it on - I must overcome all my fears. I pick up my girdle, in tears - I step in it, cringing with shame. I must overcome all my fears. Take comfort that I'm not to blame. I step in it, cringing with shame. I tug it on with all my might. Take comfort that I'm not to blame! Oh, Jesus - the damn thing's so tight! I tug it on with all my might - my red-rimmed eyes wide with dismay. Oh, Jesus - the damn thing's so tight! How can I endure this all day? My red-rimmed eyes wide with dismay, I put on my school uniform. How can I endure this all day? I'll just have to weather the storm. I put on my school uniform. This cannot be happening to me! I'll just have to weather the storm - I now have to wear corsetry! |