It feels like a swirl this transgendered life
Filled with heartache, joy and strife
We struggle to grasp this “blessing we haveâ€
While all the while praying that it’s not from the hand of
God
We stray, we fall, our lives fade away –
The birth
of a butterfly we so hope one day
Many it’s said don’t make it it’s true –
harsh realities of life invade
Make a coup
We fall, get back up, and stumble around
Some choose the soft darkness and never awake to sing again
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