• I can see it….
    The ending everyone promised,
    The one that says I’m going to be better.
    Yet as I walk,
    I can’t help but think:
    I’m unhappy.
    Not with whom I am,
    But more like something is missing….
    Someone is missing.
    I have changed to make my fairytale come true.
    I expanded on my truths,
    I shed light in my dark.
    I even went as far as to change my outward appearance.
    Now I see that this was for me,
    Not for those who I’ve been trying to please my whole life.
    It’s at this moment everyday that I see that I’m missing the one person I can’t lie to,
    the person who I want to be with at night.
    That person who’ll just hold me and say:
    “It’s gonna be ok….”

    I think of who they’ll be.
    Are they going to male?
    Able to shield me from harm?
    Shield me from myself?
    Are they going to be female?
    With the blindness to look over my stupidity?
    See me for me,
    And not the person who’s been my tormentor?

    I see my happy ending…
    But when will it come?
    Who will it be with?
    Will I be the same?

    These questions plague me as I walk.
    The same steps everyday to my new life.
    The one that makes me happy,
    The one that has no skeletons,
    The one that I made myself.

    I guess the words I once spoke as a child are true:
    Only you can make the magic,
    Everything else is just a fairytale.