A Collection of writings of my journey towards becoming a Princess. Also it's before I allowed myself to be bisexual xD
It can't be real,
I know who I am inside,
But no one sees me for me,
I just want to be pretty,
I just want to look cute,
I just want a boyfriend,
Like every other girl,
but I'm not allowed to feel,
I just want to spread my wings,
and fly far far away.
just glam it up a little,
slip into a cute skirt,
try on a pretty shirt,
I'm just a girl,
trying to get by in this world,
strap on my heels,
put on a cute hat,
just got to do my hair a little (yeah right)
then off to the theater I go.
travel far far away,
no one treats me right here,
instead they cause me pain,
every time I hear that name,
a sharp knife pierces my heart
they might as well,
have sent me to hell,
I will press on however,
this I know,
this girl will have her day,
until then I'll play their game.
Comments
Princess Chelsea, Your Poem Brought Tears To My Eyes
I could feel the hurt and turmoil that you felt and so much wanted to help take your hurt away. It reminded me of my childhood and the hurt and despair I suffered because of my weight. I hope that you have found the friends and family to help you in your life's journey of discovery.
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
want a hug?
After reading this, I just wanted to give you a big hug. the discomfort, the pain, the wanting.
Don't we all just want to be pretty princesses?
good job and thanks for sharing, P.C.
A.A.
That would be nice
I'd really like a hug, it was written when I was still trapped at my parents home, I've since moved on from then, however they treat me pretty much the same. I'll never hear a word how pretty or cute I am, just he this and him that. I hate them sometimes T_T
I know who I am, I am me, and I like me ^^
Transgender, Gamer, Little, Princess, Therian and proud :D
*Gentle Hug*
from me Chelsea (*smiles*)
BigCloset TopShelf
E-Hug
I can't get my arms through the net connection, but you get the best I can do.
(((Chelsea)))
Nicole (a.k.a. Itinerant)
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Veni, Vidi, Velcro:
I came, I saw, I stuck around.
Nicole (a.k.a. Itinerant)
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Veni, Vidi, Velcro:
I came, I saw, I stuck around.
In your photo,
…you are far more pretty than I could ever even HOPE to be. I know it hurts, because I hurt too, but just keep in mind what they are missing, what they are dismissing, and what they are throwing away. Pity them, because they have no idea of what they are losing, because of how they are choosing. This is what people mean when they talk about cutting off one’s own nose to spite one’s own face. Maybe if they received a gift of some bandaging materials, they might get a clue?
Gentle Poems ...
... that cover strong feelings.
marie c.
marie c.
Ongoing Cuddles! =D
Things may have improved since you posted this, but that doesn't mean you are no longer eligible for a cuddle. = )
*Cuddle*
^_^
Thank you so much
God do I miss you, I hope you're okay...
I know who I am, I am me, and I like me ^^
Transgender, Gamer, Little, Princess, Therian and proud :D
The Poor Princess
She's hurting.
I don't remember reading this, but I must have years ago, since I gave it a kudo back then. It's quite sad Sad and touching.
-- Daphne Xu
Yeah...
I wrote that when I was still living with my parents, it was so hard...
I know who I am, I am me, and I like me ^^
Transgender, Gamer, Little, Princess, Therian and proud :D
huggles, hon
hope you're feeling better now.
*huggles back*
Thank you, and yes MUUUUCH better. I wrote this as a teenager while I was still living with my parents
I know who I am, I am me, and I like me ^^
Transgender, Gamer, Little, Princess, Therian and proud :D