Shame, Shame
“Its all my fault!
If I hadnt dressed like a girl
let my true self out for a twirl
he wouldnt have wanted to hurt me
take my body, then desert me
Why didnt I bash him on the nose?
what went wrong that made me froze?
So I stuff my girl self deep inside
even though it makes me cry
and within I start to die
Because it was all my fault!”
“Its all my fault!
If I hadnt told the doc of my distress
of my wish to wear a dress
he wouldnt have made me his toy
to show me what happens to a sissy boy
Why did I trust him with my secret self
instead of keeping it on the shelf?
So I spend my remaining years
lost and unable to face my fears
and I weep till I drown in my tears
Because it was all my fault!”
Shame, shame, that’s the refrain
We hear it within, it will never change
As long as we hold inside our guilt
till it becomes the prison that we’ve built
To be released is to face our fear
confront a lie we’ve held so dear
The truth will set us free they say
but we cant do that, so inside we stay
and take a price not ours to pay
Until at last we can say
IT WAS NOT OUR FAULT!
Comments
Shame, shame
A most powerful poem.
May Your Light Forever Shine
It's hard to say 'good story'
for something so personal and touching and too, too familiar. But it's true, no matter what anyone will ever say. It's hard enough to imagine a good future that leaves doubt and fear behind; much less so for us if we've been hurt in the manner we share. But we also share something with everyone we know who is trans or anyone who faces scrutiny, so to speak. We know that we know that we know we are who we believe ourselves to be, no matter what happened.
Love, Andrea Lena
thank you, Drea
I appreciate how hard it is for you to comment on something like this.
Thank you very much, Sis.
Choosing to act...
I think she's looking at the situation all upside down. She shouldn't be taking the blame for her decisions and actions, she should be taking credit for them.
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The girl in me. She's always there, and she's always
humbled by the courage of others she's met here.
taking blame comes easy to some of us
taking credit? not so easy.
Thanks for the comment, Lora.