Look at me and you'll see
I'm a -- product of rejection
I'm so sad, feeling bad
that I -- failed to pass inspection
Not like you, what to do
when my -- TS friend rejects me
Would have thought that at least
you'd accept me
Wearing lovely clothes is comforting
Thought I finally had some meaning
Experienced instead demeaning;
You dismissed the way I see me
Look and see; it's just me
We were -- s’posed to be companions
I was wrong, don’t belong,
Cause I’m -- utterly abandoned.
Hard to say, either way
if I'll -- ever pass inspection
Crushed my soul, took its toll
with rejection
Yes I wear a skirt; I feel so good;
even though I failed your test
I’m just sorry I confessed
that it's really not the dress
I’m in pain once again
“Cause I’m not -- accepted by my sister
I’m dismissed by her now
Merely -- just another mister.
Second class, not to pass
Just one -- more of your inspections
I’m so sad that it’s come to another
rejection
To the tune of Pure Imagination
composed by Anthony Newley and Leslie Bricusse
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZ-uV72pQKI
Comments
Thats so sad...
...although I can understand where you are coming from. Also, it is so true, just because two people are trans does not mean they are going to get on....
You take care- Jay
That which does not kill me only serves to delay the inevitable. My blog => http://jaym.angelblogs.co.uk/
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REJECTION??
ALISON
Certainly not from me,my dear friend.
Much love and may God bless you,Alison
ALISON
Uh oh, looks like somebody needs a hug!
Here comes the Hug Monster ........ GOTCHA!
Okay, nothing real brilliant here but you're first class in my book and I just love who you are.
~~~your adoring sister, Ronni
And remember...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ifLqzLEB3E0
i second that
definitely first class. Super hugs.
"Treat everyone you meet as though they had a sign on them that said "Fragile, under construction"
dorothycolleen
Phew
thought you were riffing on that Rihanna song for a minute there, tuff stuff.
I hear this now and then, that CD's feel less or are perhaps made to feel less. I suppose there is something to it though I'm not sure why. For most it is a relaxation an escape of sorts maybe, not really sexual at all. For some perhaps but I doubt the majority have the need to beat it. I may be naive but I don't think so. It's about identification and sure there are degrees and all sorts of things play to that but.... I'm not sure that me having dangly bits is relevant and the fact I might take hormones and live as me doesn't make me a better person than someone that doesn't.
Inclusive, that's what we should be I know I try. Be who you wish to be here regardless of what may otherwise be. I hope a lament is not really needed.
Kristina
Dear Mom...
...I do love this little lament. There's something that is both tragic, and comic (shakespearean), about your little ditty. Anyway, you can never do wrong in my eyes...so there!
Your bratty daughter
So Sad A Poem, 'Drea,
Yet so apt for today. How many here have lost a T.S. or T.G. friend for whatever reason?
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
Drea...babe...
...we all get the same mail in different envelopes, ya know? It's like who really is your friend anyway, if you're even lucky enough to have ANY to begin with. You can always find some wind sucker in the group, ya know?
I really like what you've done with this subject. In fact, I like all your writing. It's real; from the heart. Write more, a lot more!
Mea
BTW thanks for that address. I made the icon. It looks like me but not quite as scary.
You Are So Beautiful
Wow - wow - wow.
I thought about doing a song parody dedicated to you -- but sometimes the real thing does it better.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wlDmslyGmGI
Angela Rasch (Jill M I)
Angela Rasch (Jill M I)
No sad laments today
...that has to be one of the sweetest, kindest things anyone has ever done for me. I am weeping over this. Thank you.
She was born for all the wrong reasons but grew up for all the right ones.
Possa Dio riccamente vi benedica, tutto il mio amore, Andrea
Love, Andrea Lena
A Cocker Moment
I'm with Jill!! There's lots of other songs we could dedicate to you my dear, but none of them should be sad songs,
Joanne
Good poem
But so sad! My eyes are leaking. . .
sad
it hurts to read. but I keep hoping that the rejection isnt the end, but just a pause.