Daughter

You miss my long hair  You miss my blonde hair  You miss doing my hair  You missed everything I used to be  You miss my personality  You miss my grades  You miss my ‘friends’  You miss everything I'm not  I miss not coming out sooner  I miss not caring about it  I miss being flat I miss everything I can't change  You want your daughter back  You want my blonde hair back  You want me to grow it out again  You want me involved again  Everything I used to be  Is gone now So telling me to be “her”  The ‘girl’ you knew is 6ft under