Not a She a He

He wants to scream I'm not your daughter
I'm not her so don't call me she call me he
I am your son
He stood in front of his mirror staring at what didn't make sense
Under his breath he ask "why" 
A pale skin boy looking down to see all the cuts
on his body  writing his story
The cuts on his body tell the path to all the things he'll never be
All the things he longs to be
Tears streaming down his cheeks
He screams I'm not she I am he
Smiling eventually at himself
His tears still fall for his lies 
He whimpers I'm a boy holding himself tight he doesn't understand why he was born this way
I'm a boy trapped  in a girls body
The boy in the mirror  feels so caged living a lie to live up to society's expectations 
He tried to be the person that they all wanted him to be
Still pushed by life he cuts day after day
Just wanting to die
The girl in the mirror disappears as he no longer a she
Wants the world to see
His chest flatter and his cuts now healed scars
Tell the story of the world pushing him to far
In time it will all come together 
You'll feel better
With love and support 
Your mother Heather