The Conservative's Trans Daughter

I’m screaming in silence and there’s nobody here.

I’m afraid to talk because I’m afraid of the loss.
My cares and concerns are nothing but dross.

Few willing ears, less with advice.
My negative thoughts, the only device.

“Don’t be too loud.”

“Don’t talk too much.”

“You’re not worth their time.”

“You’re not worth their touch.”

I’m surrounded by dozens, but I’m completely alone.
I can’t speak my truth, I must always atone.

No tobacco to calm me, and meds aren’t enough.
Gotta be mature, gotta be tough.

I want to change, I want to evolve.
I don’t have the money, I have no resolve.

I’m always a burden, I’m rarely a joy.
My words are unheard, my emotions a toy.

I’m screaming in silence and there’s nobody here.