a stranger lives within my skin,
I feel her struggles, hear her pain,
my family call her “joey’s sin”,
and fear that I have gone insane.
I’m not sure I don’t agree,
to want to live another’s life?
surely this cannot be me,
is it worth this pain and strife?
yet when I find her, deep inside,
and coax her out to live again,
the joy and peace I cannot hide
release me from the world of men.
she soothes my spirit, scraped and raw
by expectations that never fit,
the self-esteem they never saw
comes back to me slowly, bit by bit.
pretty clothes and silky hair,
smokey eyes and graceful walk,
I spark, and they can see it there,
the boys who come to pet and talk.
if they knew, if they could see,
they’d be repulsed, they’d run away,
and so I hide me carefully,
a girl by night…a boy by day.