Confessional

By Kevin Robey September 19, 2014 Casualties are memories Of all the things I'll never be Make way for rainy day delays Release the floods upon the bay I'm moving on from idle dreams I played away my self esteem We found the haze of make believe Too good a ruse for you to leave Am I too blind to make it clear Or just too tired to make it here? I'll answer you just for today Tomorrow comes another way Yes I'm trans, you know it's true I never could get through to you So let me state the reasoning You may not see me wear a ring I hate these words, I hate their light For every smile, I cry at night Still Making up for what I've lost Won't stop to think about the cost No better reason why This bed in which I lie Until the day I die Until the day I die...