August Crowley

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The morning I found out
Was the same week I was to celebrate
A whole year on testosterone
Only to be filled with doubt
Who will decide my fate?
If only I would have known
 
Maybe I would have made a change
A move to another state
I keep having to rearrange
I’m starting to dissociate
 
Will I be able to have this care?
What will the children do?
I’m feeling them all begin to stare
I know what I have to do
Must be the purple hair
Or the RESIST tattoo
This really isn’t fair
I am going to have to move
 
But where is safe for someone like me?
When my fate is in the hands of others
Displacing trans people as they pay the fee
Kids, siblings, dads, moms, sisters, and brothers.
I hope they begin to see
They chose their hate at the cost of a million lovers.