this poem kind of has a lot of meaning to me, because I wrote this a long time ago in a old scrap book I had, kept it ever since, means a lot because it describes my feelings at the time I guess :(
A poem about being born into the wrong body.
This is why I write.
Just a little poem about those days where you can't even make the simplest words rhyme. Writer's block, my long-time enemy.
