I asked my wife to ask our daughter if she knew what a crossdresser is and if she would write a poem. She has a hard time comunicating verbally, writing is her thing
Understand
Never seen, yet you don't know, don't get it or understand.
Some inner flower flies from inside. Undescribed, yet there.
Dumb unwritten laws that should have been, yet are ignored.
I walk a narrow line ignoring your judgemental looks.
Not seen, under my skin, under my eyes, behind everything you see.
You all won't get me....but I always will
Faint, yet crisp, like the perfumes in the air.
I don't regret,or have any. So why worry.
Why scream and cry and shreak when happiness is right here!
The only thing my wife had to explain to her is why its not ok "to the general public" why its not ok to dress how ever you want. A credit to the understanding and openmindedness of my wife, and how she raised her children. I wish I could have been as fortunate.