The Person That Became Christen
Every child in town seemed to like me a lot... But the person who lived inside my head did NOT! I hated myself inside and it felt like such treason Now, please don't ask why. I didn’t quite yet know the reason. It could be my head wasn't screwed on just right. It could be, perhaps, that I always felt fright. But I think that the most likely reason to be May have been that I was a woman inside you see. Whatever the reason, my heart or my soul I rued each day that I was not truly made whole, Looking inside myself with that virtual frown, I felt incomplete and that just brought me down While everyone I knew seemed happier all around I felt every other person was simply bequeathed With a blissful congruity of their gender beneath As they lived their lives plainly without being sheathed “And they seem so happy!” I muttered in a way no one could hear “I’m becoming a man in not many years!” Then I thought in my head, my thoughts were just