Take A Walk In These High Heels (Transgender Awareness Poem)

First thing most people do
when they
Wake
Up
in the morning
is put on their
Grand Facade.

So what if mine is a little
Grander?
So what if mine is a little more
in touch with my
Emotions?
So what if my grand facade
May
Actually
Be
Me?

I don't understand why,
in this world,
I must hide myself,
when so much is already hidden.
I don't understand why
I
Am
A
Flaw,
when it's
The
Flawless
Who
Are
Flawed.

So what if I have
Fake
Breasts?
So what if I enjoy
Bra's
more than
Boxer's?

Who's to say it's not
meant to
Be
This
Way?
The few
stand-outs...
For,
There are enough people having
Straight
Sex
to populate our world,
why must you
insist
that
we
are
killing
off
the
world?

My Heart
is the same,
inside and outside,
as the person I don't know
walking to my right,
and the person walking to my left.
I make my body
match
what's
inside.

Why must it be so wrong?
It feels so... right?...
How can it be that what
I
Think
Feels
Right
Feels...
So Wrong
To
Them?

All I wish to do is be me.
I know who I am,
which I can say,
many people
still
struggle...
I know who I wish to be,
I want to be who I wish to be...
Why must you intimidate me?

What on earth forces me to care?

I don't know why it must be so
Difficult
to be,
Not Unique,
But
ME...
when I'm afraid to
turn the corner,
afraid to walk down
The
Crowded
Street.

No, I'm not ashamed.
I bear my mascara with honor,
I wear these artificial breasts with
Pure
Pride,
and I could
Courageously
Saunter
down the street,
were I not afraid to
Show Myself.
Afraid of the mocking.
Afraid of the stray glances.
Afraid of the tormenting.
Afraid to be broken.

Don't you see?
I wasn't born as me on the outside...
For if I were born a girl,
I
Would
Be
Perfectly
Normal.

But nature isn't perfect either.
I am a mistake,
but... Not a bad mistake.
If you take the
Time
to see what's really inside,
recognize the beauty I am forced to hide,
you would realize that
I
AM
A
BEAUTIFUL
MISTAKE.

I am proud to be a woman,
although on the outside
I
Am
A
Man.

I am proud to be me.
I don't want to be scared anymore.
I don't want to have to be brave.
I don't want to have to be courageous.
I don't want to have to be proud.
I just want to walk down the street
Like
A
Human
Being,
and not treated like an alien.
I want to be respected
As
Much
As
I
Respect
Them.

My heart is what I'll take to my
Real
Grave,
my body is only transportation from
Nothing
to
Something.

You will never break me down.
You may say there is something wrong with me,
But
I
Am
Perfectly
Statured,
and my heart is
Made
of
Gold.
What you see is not necessarily
what
is
real.
I can't help it.
I wasn't born me,
But
I
Am
Alive.
I am making it right,
making it feel good...
I am a girl,
and no genetalia
will
specify
who
I
really
am
inside.

I am not an alien,
I am a person.

I am not a demon,
I am a person.

This is not who I chose to be,
this is who I was born to be.

I, personally, am not a transvestite, nor do I ever plan to be, but I am gay... and despite being gay, I still bear the utmost respect for the Transgender population. I was raised (from 5 years old on) in a family where a lesbian or gay kiss was "bad" and where transvestites were "odd" and "pecuiliar"... both of which are not at all true. I would love straight people to take a step in GBLT shoes, see what it's like... it's not that different. I don't see life through a green lense, I see in colors just as any straight person.
I don't, personally, want any separate recognition for being gay. I don't attend Gay Parades because I think that they are insane. I mean, if people had a straight parade I would, upon instinct, think that they are anti-gay... so, why have gay parades? What must you prove to the world? I feel perfectly fit to just be gay, just let anyone who finds out know the truth, and anyone who doesn't figure it out go along with their oblivious views on the subject, and anyone who needs to know, I tell them.
You see, I think I had it easy. I can see life through a Transgender's eyes, and I understand how such an urge can exist, the urge to be the opposite sex... To me, it seems perfectly logical and normal.
I just wish that other people could have the same outlook on the subject as I do, for there would be a lot of pointless deaths that would be avoided.

In this world, anything goes.
So LET IT BE.

Thanks for reading,
I hope that you enjoyed and maybe even, hope I'm not hoping for too much, had a revelation and bear respect much as I do for the Transgender population, maybe even all GBLT... for I bear respect for Straight people. I mean, I don't cringe when I see a straight kiss... Nor a Transgender kiss, lesbian kiss, or gay kiss... (RENT, my parents hated that... but I respect that, and it's a pretty good musical)....

We are born as us;
growing up just
Straightens out the edges.

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~Stephen White