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A poem about being an FTM and what it feels like every day. |
| I wrap my chest so tightly Can't let anything show Lower my head so slightly Can't let anyone know Can't let anything show How could you think it a phase? Lower my head so slightly Feeling stuck in a maze How could you think it a phase? I feel so alone Feeling stuck in a maze This body is not my own I feel so alone I wrap my chest so tightly This body is not my own Lower my head so slightly |