Tag Archives: gender identity

Finally Fuelled By Estrogen

Testosterone is no longer my nemesis
‘Cause its production has been disassembled
And put in the garbage now
I am finally fuelled by estrogen
It comes in little tablets that
I take sublingually twice a day
It is all ‘cause they did
Make my outie into an innie

I Am A Beloved Daughter Of The Father

I am a beloved daughter of the Father
And that reality is a hard won understanding
That I hold very close to my heart
‘Cause people they denied me my opportunity to
Have a relationship with my very loving God
The opportunity to explore my femininity and robbed
Me my opportunity to live as a girl
I never got to live as a girl

I am a beloved daughter of the Father
And that reality is a hard won understanding
That I got by always pushing on forward
Even if I needed rest for a while
Eventually I would always go push on forward
To the understanding I can sill get to
Live as a woman who gets a relationship
Ever expanding relationship with her very loving God

I am a beloved daughter of the Father
And that reality is a hard won understanding

I Never Thought I Should Die

I never thought I should die
‘Cause I never thought I knew
What it was to feel ok

And I want to feel what
It is like to feel ok
Ok in this body of mine

My mind has always seemed ok
Till it got signals from my
My body has never felt ok

So soon I am going under
Under the knife to make some
Of my body finally feel ok

It will hurt first then it
It will start to feel insignificant
Insignificant for the first time ever

This will be some sweet relief
Relief that has been long overdue
Long overdue in coming my way

Daughters Like Us, Part Two

(Before reading Daughters Like Us, Part Two pleas make sure you have read Daughters Like Us, Part One first.)

Daughters like us
When we arrived
Into our adulthood
We got declared
Healthy young men
Yeah that’s right

We were always
Addressed as Mr.
Never as Ms.
Our dad’s tried
But we still
Couldn’t like football

And as a
Result we heard
Stinging words like
Just man up
Not ones like
Hello precious daughter

Daughters like us
When we arrived
Into our adulthood
We got declared
Healthy young men
Yeah that’s right

But there was
Nothing healthy about
Our deeply repressed
And deeply felt
Gender identities that
Desperately needed sharing

And as a
Result we broke
Down and told
You our truth
And finally heard
Hello precious daughter

Daughters Like Us, Part One

Daughters like us
When we arrived
Into this world
We got declared
Healthy baby boys
Yeah that’s right

We were always
Dressed in pants
Never in dresses
And our dads
Hoped we’d love
Sports like football

And as a
Result we had
First words like
Hut and ball
Not ones like
Hello precious daughter

Daughters like us
When we arrived
Into this world
We got declared
Healthy baby boys
Yeah that’s right

We were always
Dressed in vibrant
Never pink colours
‘Cause our progressive
Moms thought we
Were their sons

And as a
Result we’d only
Wear utilitarian clothes
‘Cause we gave
Up on hearing
Hello precious daughter

(After reading Daughters Like Us, Part One pleas make sure to read Daughters Like Us, Part Two.)

Hiding Behind A Face

I was hiding behind a face
One with a moustache and sideburns
Yes I had long hair ‘cause
I thought the Alan Jackson look
It would protect me like armour
But I was just being phony

I was one of the miserable
Most miserable kids in high school
Yes it was a total disaster
Well ‘cause I was going through
The wrong puberty and I was
A girl hiding in the closet

Sometimes the truth people see is
Not the truth you have inside
And if you fear sharing yours
It may be ‘cause you feel
You’ve already experienced to much bullying
To handle anymore in your life

But if this sounds like you
Don’t go and be like me
Instead go speak your truth out
‘Cause you’ll feel better if you
Get the chance to transition young
I wish I did transition young

But I hid behind a face
One with a moustache and sideburns
Yes I had long hair ‘cause
I thought the Alan Jackson look
It would protect me like armour
But I was just being phony

(And That’s Why) I Never Lived As A Girl

If I could’ve been that little girl I was
At home, at school, and at church then what…
What would’ve my life been like, life been like
Would I’ve been more confident, happy, and more authentic
Would I’ve been more authentic, more truly authentically me
And would people have liked me more ‘cause I…
‘Cause I liked myself oh so very much more
Very much more then having to be a boy
I hated being a boy but I hated being…
I hated being bullied at school so much more
And that’s why I never lived as a girl

My Gender It’s Female

In my new city
I don’t even know
Where the village is
Where the village is

‘Cause in the village
People think gender it’s
All just very preformative
But it’s rather biological

And I don’t even
Wanna ever know where
The village is located
The village is located

‘Cause in the village
People think gender it’s
All a social construct
But it’s rather biological

I’ve know since 7
For sure I’m not
I’m not a boy
I’m not a boy

But if gender was
Actually just very preformative
Then I’d be male
Then I’d be male

I’ve known since 14
For sure I’m definitely
I’m definitely a girl
I’m definitely a girl

But if gender was
Actually a social construct
Then I’d be male
Then I’d be male

But my body including
My mind it’s always
Been telling me that
My gender is female

So at least for
For me my gender
My gender it’s female
My gender it’s female

That Woman She Is Authentically Me

I’m afraid people will see my
Face and how it gives away
The fact I’m not woman enough

I’m afraid people will see my
Breasts and how they give away
The fact I’m not woman enough

I’m afraid people will hear my
Voice and how it gives away
The fact I’m not woman enough

I’m afraid people will fixate on
My shoulders and how they reveal
The fact I’m not woman enough

But truth is lots of people
They see me as the woman
I’m becoming and meant to be

Every single day I’m becoming more
The woman I’m meant to be
And that woman is authentically me

That woman she is authentically me

I’m More Like The Other Girls

In junior kindergarten I played like
I played like the other girls
Feeding, holding, and rocking a doll
Still unaware that I’d someday soon
Be wishing I’d the needed courage
To say I’m more like them
And I’m less like the boys
‘Cause they’d tell me boys don’t
Play with dolls and the like

In late elementary school I watched
The other girls on the playground
Wishing I’d the needed courage to
Say I’m more like them and
That I’m less like the boys
Yes I should’ve been playing skipping
Instead of playing touch football and
At times walking around all alone
With just my walkman for company

In high school I did watch
I watched the other girls talking
About their changing bodies, futures and
Wishing I’d the needed courage to
Say I’m more like them and
That I’m less like the boys
And that I should be playing
Soccer on the girls team instead
Of being on the boys team

If the needed courage had come
From inside me I’d have developed
More like the other girls and
Not so much like the boys and
My life would be easier and
Not as hard as its been

In junior kindergarten I played like
I played like the other girls
Feeding, holding, and rocking a doll