The new mask [CW: transphobia]
The new mask [CW: transphobia]
I cover my face before stepping outside,
And don't say a word, so my voice won't be pried.
I try to blend in, and pray they can't tell
-- As if I'm a thief who escaped from her cell.
My old mask was blue.
I'm glad that it fell.
My new mask is pink.
I still need to hide.
From closet to stealth
Does no good to your health.
For people like me, this country looks bleak;
If others could see, they'd just see a freak.
My new mask is pink.
It does make me think.
My old mask was blue.
What else could I do?
One day they won't tell just by looking at me,
But that doesn't mean that I'm finally free.
My new mask will then be etched to my face:
They'll give me a past that never took place.
My old mask was blue.
A terrible guise.
My new mask is pink.
The mask is in their eyes.
-- Lady Scarecrow
This is the last poem I wanted to share here.
I'd like to thank you all for reading, and I sincerely appreciate all of your kind comments. I'm glad to know my poems resonated with so many people -- that's why I wanted to share them here, in the first place.
The only thing I still have to share is a short novel I wrote, that I mentioned in an earlier comment, but it's still being reviewed. Who knows how long it will take. And of course, I know I'll keep writing -- but inspiration is fickle and hard to come by. I may come back with something else in the future.
Thanks again!
Thank you for sharing your poetry :) and good luck with the novel!! 🤞
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They'll give me a past that never took place.
That resonates so much. Thank you so for sharing with us.
Thank you!
Very touching
You've commented on some of the previous ones too, right? Thank you, I really appreciate it.