As my days pass slowly by,
I sit here and wonder why?
What have I done?
Why am I chosen to be the one?
The tears fall from my eyes,
Yet still I wonder why,oh why.
I sit here and feel the need to cry.
I am not perfect in any way,
Yet you have chosen to take me away.
I have tried to be strong,
But now it is time for me to move on.
Please Lord take my hand,
Please Lord lead me to that promise land.

Written by Bobbie Jean

© 2014 – 2015 Living transgender All rights reserved


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