Butterfly

Butterfly The words I need to say out loud Are not those you want to hear. They may be the cause of some upset To you I’m afraid, my dear. You see I’m not the person You thought I was, I confess And now that the truth is out You’re going to be in some distress. I have lived a lie these many years; It’s been a burden and a curse. Instead of getting better with time It has only grown worse and worse. I cannot deny what I feel anymore: I cannot live this life of pretence. I wish I could say something meaningful That would make any difference. The truth, though, is unavoidable And as painful as it may be It’s time to tell you the absolute truth About the real, hidden me. You see before you a successful man Your partner in love, no less You think I love you unreservedly And that you bring me happiness. That is true, to a certain extent My dear, beloved wife. What you don’t know, have never suspected, Is my secret, other life. The life where I am the woman That resides in my DNA The woman that only emerges Whenever you're away. I try on some of your clothing: Your underwear, skirts and shoes. I experiment with your cosmetics as well Though I’m careful with how much I use. I like to parade down the High Street Dressed as my alter-ego, Claire. I like it when passers-by look at me And I love it when other men stare. I feel so alive, so sexy Dressed so provocatively Now this is the way I want to live This is how I was meant to be. I’m sorry to drop this on you You deserve better, that’s for sure But I just cannot go on living This uncomfortable lie anymore. I am going to have the operation That will free the woman in me Like a butterfly emerging from a chrysalis You will see the real me break free. ooOoo