They see me...

Waking up in the morning
I take a look in the mirror
Stroking these sparse yet visible
Hairs on my chin
I smile... at the progress
When I look into my own eyes
In the mirror
I see me... I see he...

Walking down the street
Head held high
Exuding confidence in my stride
Remembering my manners
Along the way
Opening doors
Letting ladies go first
They smile and say "thank you, sir"
I smile back
Elated that when they look at me
They see me... they see he

Retiring to my sleep
She lays next to me
On my chest
Which no longer has the deformities
I hated
The genetic misfortunes
I loathed
Gently running her fingers along my scars
Scars that tell my story
Of rebirth and rebuilding
She tells me they're beautiful
She sees me... she sees he.

No longer having to hide who I am
fFor the sake of others
I will forever live this life
As I see fit
Exposing the world to the new me
Introducing the world to my new life
Living the end of my days
As he.



Amir