In my eyes as dark as night if you dare to see
Search for love search for light you'll get'em plenty
If you dig deeper even grace would greet thee
Buy if you yearn for confidence
you'll find me empty
A battle I never wished for
Was put into it by that God with glee
Little did he know whom he blessed with the most love
Would be glared at with the deepest contempt one could feel
At times i forget my own identity
Well for some there isn't an existance of me
I never mustered the courage to even raise my eyes
Always bowed my head low
As if I was the sinners lie
But now for some reason unknown to my conscience
I can glare back at those
Who dare to draw the line
My head helds it higher than the sky
Guess they call it selfworth or self respect at times
I outcastly find beauty in me
Against all the tides
They say how are you so bold
Where do you get the strength
I wonder ......
Is it so dire
I don't see it so
all I see what I do as
Making trans my sign
_Narayani
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