I Mourn

I mourn for the boy who was told It is a weakness to show sensitivity I mourn for the boy who was taught femininity is a sin I mourn for the boy I mourn for the boy I mourn for the boy who felt so weak and powerless That he never felt anything or was too afraid to show it I mourn for the boy I mourn for the boy I mourn for the boy I mourn for the boy I mourn for the girl who never got to grow up To be anything I mourn for the girl who was tormented in her sleep I mourn for the girl I mourn for the girl I mourn for the girl who felt so weak and powerless That she never grew up to be anything I mourn for the girl I mourn for the girl I mourn for the girl I mourn for the girl I mourn for the theys, the thems, the zems The transgender butterflies I mourn for the kids convinced in society you must fit in I mourn for the kids I mourn for the kids I mourn for the kids who feel so weak and powerless That they hang their heads in disgrace each day I mourn for the kids I mourn for the kids I mourn for the kids I mourn for the kids Keep safe Stay brave Heads held high Keep safe Stay brave Heads held high Keep safe Stay brave Heads held high Keep safe Stay brave Heads held high Keep safe Stay brave Heads held high Keep safe Stay brave Heads held high Keep safe Stay brave Heads held high Heads held high Heads held high