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Detransitioning Comes For Us All When We Die

from Detransitioning Comes For Us All When We Die by Isabella James

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I feel so pathetic when I feel sad,
What have I done do earn it,
I still unreasonably beg for death,
The ache of modernism.

Detransitioning comes for us all in the end,
My hips weren't made for me,
My skull wasn't made for me,
I wasn't made for me.

I can't help but see it,
Visualise the pain I feel,
Visualise you lying there,
Barely corporeal.

I hate you but I miss you,
I miss myself,
I should've died,
I'm sorry you had to watch me fail.

I've tried three more times after that,
But I guess you wouldn't know,
You wouldn't realise,
I reject nature.

I can't help but see it,
Visualise the pain I feel,
Visualise you lying there,
Barely corporeal.

I'm fucking twisted I'm mangled,
There's no fiction to see here,
I am broken beyond repair,
But that's not your fault.

I killed jesus,
And I'll kill you too,
Cancer has eaten me,
And it will eat you too.

I'm the suicidal American dream,
Eating myself from the inside,
Eating myself from the inside,
A rat in a bowl.

I killed jesus,
And he said thank you,
I killed jesus,
And he said thank you.

I am a plague upon myself,
I am my own demise,
I resent myself with a painful blade,
I rebuke the way I'll die.

I am a coward,
I haven't killed myself yet,
Sooner or later it will happen,
You won't know me if I'm dead.

I'm the suicidal American dream,
Eating myself from the inside,
Eating myself from the inside,
A rat in a bowl.

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from Detransitioning Comes For Us All When We Die, released February 9, 2021

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