Ugly

Ugly I look in the mirror and hate what I see, An ugly reflection staring at me. A repulsive body and a miserable soul, No chance to escape from this deep, dark hole. I struggle to find words I struggle to explain This pathetic existence Of misery and pain. Who do I talk to, and what do I say? So long I have searched for a sensible way. It feels like a nightmare that’s lasted for years, A lifetime of living in hatred and fear. Trapped and imprisoned in this torturous shell, Confined and tormented, put under this spell. There’s only myself to condemn and blame, For a life of despair and despicable shame. I dream of a day when I’m happy and free, To be the woman I aspire to be. I won’t spend forever living a lie, The choice is my own, transition or die.