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.
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