My transness is beauty

 

Tell me what I've done

To deserve those eyes on me,

Judgmentally 

Burning

Right through the back of 

My skull. I have been

Running 

Away from you for this

Exact reason.

Denied my existence 

For 30 fucking years.

I feared

You.

I fucking feared you.

I was your she to not see,

Your her to hurt.

You. Were. Violence.

I didn't know 

I didn't know

I didn't know 

For so long

Hiding in the closet

Afraid to call 9 1 1

For they might come

For me too.

I didn't know but I knew

I wasn't supposed to be this.

A hit and miss

Sort of child.

I didn't get it.

I didn't get why I was wrong.

But now you come to tell me

When I finally feel right.

When I finally feel alive.

You call me 

and my trans friends

A plague

And a scurge,

The end

To everything you know

In your little bubble.

So you demand

A purge.

A reset, A

Redo, A new

Purpose for being

A grade a

Weapon of 

Deadly harm.

Because you are only happy

When we are not.

You will only smile

When we are thought

Dead.

An eradication process

Happening. 

And just like me,

Just like me,

You don't know why

You need to be a certain way. 

You just think that's 

The way it's always been.

It's not.

Worlds of me have

Always existed.

Worlds of me have

Always shone. 

Brightening 

Our hiding

With pieces of our soul.

My transness is beautiful. 

My transness was always 

Beautiful. 

Too much so

For you desired me grey.

So you can look away now.

You should look away.

Stop making me the centre of

Your world. 

I am the centre of mine. 

Stop making my existence 

About you.

Create your own

Goddamn limelight.

Stop saying trans people 

Steal your thunder 

While you hold Mjolnir 

In your right hand

And slapped me with the left.

My live is not the theft

Of yours.

Unless this violent discourse

Is the only thing

You have.

You made that bed yourself. 

My transness is beautiful. 

My transness has always been.

Because being yourself 

Deserves to be seen.

We deserve to be.