Transgender-Pride

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To mom

Dear Mom, I don't know how to say this to you, but I've been thinking about it for a while. Actually a bit more than a while, because I think I realized something when I was three and would literally rip away the dresses you put on me. Or maybe it was later when I didn't want to have any girl friends, because I was sick of playing with beanie babies. Heck maybe it was even when Christopher had to explain to me that we didn't have the same "parts." Or when I asked my teacher if every "girl" got a period, because I felt it was impossible for me to get one. What little boy does? What I'm trying to say is I'm questioning my gender. I know som

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To mom by Arguingwithatoaster, literature

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To mom

I stand on a bridge by MissTiffanie, literature

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I stand on a bridge

I stand on a bridge that is narrow and long. It restlessly sways in the air. It crosses a chasm to where I belong, And I should now cross, if I dare. What lies ahead I'm not able to see. Shrouded by fog, it's unclear. I can continue to my destiny, If I do so, I'll face what I fear. What's left behind I know all too well. A life where I hide what I feel. I cannot return to that foreboding hell, For that side of me just isn't real I stand on a bridge and I feel so distraught, While confusion abounds in my brain. How do I know what fate should be sought When whatever I choose causes pain? I stand here in silence, alone in despair

I by TheEndOfJuice, literature

Different Parts, Same Heart by kiku-chan13, literature

Emily by Werewolf-Hero, literature

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Emily

Looking in the mirror but it's not me looking back. Short black hair flat chest, this is not me. I want to be someone else I see the other girls hanging out together I want to be with them. Trapped in the body of a boy, I cry myself to sleep. They next day, after school me and my girlfriend Pepper are walking together. My girlfriend is a lesbian she accepts me for who I am who I want to be. She is the only one who knows. Still slips on the name sometimes. She's so pretty long purple hair fair skin and green eyes. "Erick… sorry Emily you should just tell you're Mom." She said "It's not that simple." I say with a sigh at leas

A Different Crown by kiku-chan13, literature

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A Different Crown

If ever I have a son with cherry lips, and sweeping eyelashes, I'll treat him like a queen. If ever I have a daughter with a heavy chest, and an empty feeling between her legs, I'll treat her like a king. One of a kind; majestic lions since birth... and I know what it's like to have a different crown atop a golden head.

.Boy. by NearTheEnd, literature

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.Boy.

She's seated in the very back Her face composed, her smile a crack Her pencil moves across the page Express her own inner rage. She writes a tale of sorrow sweet A girl who walks with inward feet She keeps tears from leaking down As her lips form a small frown. The girl that she tells of with words Loves the sun and sound of birds But there's twist that ruins the joy The girl she tells of, is a boy. A boy who feels so very sad A boy too lonely to be mad A boy trapped in a crowded shell A boy told that he's destined for hell. She has to take a little break To stop that familiar ache That resides inside her heart Of which is

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