I remember the hard times that I've been through and survived, and I remember the love of my great grandmother, the kindness and strength of my grandfathers, and I want to make them proud.
It's really not easy to be transgender, There's little reward and even less splendor, Just social hate and judgement abounds, Where facts and truth and compassion dumbfounds...
We have the tools to set us free; But our barriers are too long to mention
Sweet hints of hazelnut to remember The last time I broke it open 3.... 2... 1
From day one the odds have never been in my favor a black girl from the rough side of town a black girl growing up before her time a black girl letting the odds win hot tempered doing what i want forget school they don't care about me.