Once apon a time, a baby was born. "It's a girl," the doctor says, but it doesn't fit...
When the girl was one she was too young.
She turned two and didn't know what to do.
She turned three and wanted to leave.
She turned four and slambed doors.
When she turned five, she tried to explain she was a guy.
When she turned six it started all over again.
She turned seven and wanted to go to heaven.
She turned eight, with words, was burned with a stake.
She turned nine and didn't have a dime.
She turned ten and wanted to die again.
She turned eleven and thought she saw heaven.
When she turned twelve she just stared at the shevles.
When she turned thirteen she wasn't sure what she was thinking.
Now she's fourteen, she's not a she. She's a boy-and now to this day he's still trapped and tries to warn everyone what's at stake, but they don't listen.
Who knows if he'll make to fifteen...
Author Notes: I gueesssss this is a poem and I tried to make it rhyme, I hope you enjoy it :) (I'm 16 now lmao)
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