The boy in me

[Charlena]

This will probadly be moved to a different forum but I came across this in reading some of my poems from years ago i wrote this when crossdressing was not even in my realm of thought other then once or twice a year.

The boy in me

The boy in me is gone
perchance he was never there
never given the chance
to laugh, play carefree in the sun

The years have come and gone
the boy is still locked inside
Painfully waiting for his opportunity
to come out and play

To awake in the morning
not dreading the night
to live my life, not alone
to know how to make believe

to realize the joys of being young
Innocence lost before it was found
A solitary lonely complex child
walking a path towards the unknown

If when I die, please nothing else
but to sample the simple joys
of a child’s trust and love
and walk the road without fear
Charlena

Just thought I'd share, It has a lot different meaning to me now.

P.S I've come a long way baby!

[charlie]

Wow Charlena!
It sounds so serious and lonely. Didn't you have childhood friends back then? No male buddies?

[Charlena]

No need to tell my life story but I was the type to have one or two really good friends but never felt comfortable in a larger group of guys or men as an adult. alot of the stuff I wrote back then was depressing but my writings are alot more uplifting now.

[gennee]

Wow, Charlena! Your words remind me of where I was seven or eight years ago. I recently looked over my old writings from back then and was shocked :eek: that back then I was struggling with gender and didn't know it.
I had a few friends growing up but I never was a macho type. THough was sometimes shy around girls I felt more comfortable around them.

Looking at it now, I see that 'Gennee' was forming and ready to blossom.

Gennee

:)