I've been searching for the light
I'm trapped in the dark
In a cold cold room

I'm begging you to let me out
I'm pounding and pounding on everything around me
Yet I'm still here

The dark is consuming me
I'm stuck in the dark with no light in sight

I’m sorry
if I
wasn’t
the daughter
you had
in mind.


- I only ever wanted to make you proud

i am not an it.
i am not an object.
i have a pulse.
i have a beating heart.
i am made of stardust.
i am made up of skin and bones.
and you still call me an **it.
your mind can't grasp the idea that
i am a strong woman one day
and a strong male the next.