Hey, stranger

I catch glimpses of him in mirrors

That strange boy

He's so shy, but he's so loving 

Yet most treat him like a toy

 

He wanders the empty streets alone

No one can see him

He is there

But a chance at viewing him is slim

 

He puts on a dress,

Keeps his hair long

He hides who he is

Yet he knows he could belong 

 

The fear he carries is unmatched 

A sense of dread accompanies it

What if I'm wrong?

With those words, another fire is lit

 

If that one boy could see him,

He wouldn't be so afraid 

He wouldn't hide his face 

A new person would be made

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