TW: death, transphobia, enbyphobia

They told me why don't you look at others of your age

Non-binary too, see how they're happy in their lives

Except I searched

I already did

And I know exactly what they look like

Dead.

At least to me

I look around to find my crowd

But everwhere a mouth opens all I see is

Dead.

Blood everywhere,

Papercuts on their faces

Wether they were killed

Or killed themselves

All I see is

Dead.

And I wish it were just a nightmare

That tomorrow I'll wake up to a shiny world

Where people like me could sit on magazine covers

And go buy bread without being assaulted

I wish I could just live

Like any cis person in this world is living

Like any trans person in this world should be living

Living out of the closet

In a cloud of dusty laughs

But when I look around to what we do

When I take a look at what we make

All I see is

Dead.

People like me dead everywhere

Headless, heartless

Their souls on a car radio

Screaming our lives

Screaming our fears

I wish I could be the voice we need

But step after step

I'm sure one day we will

Make sure you're alive and feeling well

Because right now I think back at when I was searching

Looking for a mentor, an idol, someone I could relate to and want to be

And when i looked around to see if I could be

When I looked around to find people like me

All I saw was

Dead.