Ramblings of a Transgirl

Standing on a precipice and looking for hope
looking to test my wings.
Will I rise? Will I fall? No one can say
until I test these things.

Will I die? Will I crash? Will I fly? Will I soar?
No one can say for sure.
Trust is required, and life, and love,
and only these can cure.

Though I want to die in myriad ways,
these things I shall have and hope.
Soaring high above death's grasping embrace,
my answer at last shall be nope.