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Flower Girls

Submitted by Piper on Wed, 2008/01/23 - 9:57am

Author: 

  • PigglyTails

Audience Rating: 

  • General Audience (pg)

Publication: 

  • Verse, Poetry, Lyric

Genre: 

  • Transgender

TG Themes: 

  • Autobiographical
  • Sweet / Sentimental
  • Voluntary

Permission: 

  • Posted by author(s)

A short poem from somewhere deep inside me. I dedicate this story to every "girl" out there that struggles to be the "she" whom she knows herself to be.
 

Flower Girls
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As I sit and ponder, all there is to be;
      I can't but think and wonder, what you think of me.
Some people stare and ponder, asking what's wrong with me;
      As I sit and tell them, whom I need to be.
The world is full of mysteries, as sure as sure can be;
      Because you can make a girl from flowers, just not out of me.
 
 
The world so sad and somber, everywhere I see;
      A land so prim and proper, but with neer the room for me.
Though I strive forever, to be whom I need to be;
      I just want to tell the world, "that's not the me you see".
There is no cure or potion, nor solution that I see;
      Because you can make a girl from flowers, just not out of me.
 
 
The world doth seem so somber, when you feel a bit like me;
      It makes me even wonder, why I need to be.
The person that is hiding, whom shall never really be;
      The person that is there, for only me to see.
For I can't forever be hiding, whom it is I need to be;
      Because you can make a girl from flowers, just not out of me.
 
 
Sometimes I sit and languish, in a world so full of screams;
      About a thing so childish, as whom I am to be.
A thought so rich and lavish, and selfish as can be;
      A feeling of want and loathing, how come it's only me?
I feel so scared and lonely, with no end in sight I see;
      Because you can make a girl from flowers, just not out of me.
 
 
As I lay this out on paper, for all the world to see;
      I bare my soul for reaping, to thou that doth judge me.
I lay in contemplation, of all it is I see;
      And notice with apprehension, all there is is me.
For life in isolation, did surely make me see;
      That I am a girl of flowers, for all the world to see!

 
~*~

 


 
I would like to thank everyone in the #GabyZone Chatroom @ irc.cyberbrats.org for giving me the encouragement needed to finish this little poerm, and to Annette inparticular, for helping me "polish" this.

-HuGgLeS-

PiggilyTails/Piper/Kirstyn Amanda Fox/Girl of Flowers

P.S. This poem posted first @ TGFiction.Net but I felt needed a wider audience so I am sharing it here.

 ©2008 PiggilyTails (Kirstyn Amanda Fox)



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