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My body was made wrong The wrong chemicals The wrong biology The wrong vocal cords All of it is wrong Sometimes it is so difficult To keep hold my sanity enough That i dont try to cut my own boobs off But it is so fucking tempting I want a flat chest And facial hair And a deep voice Smaller hips Wider shoulders And it kills me inside that i dont Like i want to rip apart my body and re make it So it is how i want it to be I tried to ask for help before Abput these feelings But was told it was normal for people my age Or why do i care how others see me Is it so wrong to want to be comfortable In my own fucking body I cant stand the way i look I used to cover my mirror so i couldnt see myself But i got told that wasnt normal behaviour I just want to be seen as a boy Let me be a boy I am begging you Free me of this feeling End my misery I am a boy I am a boy I am a boy I AM A BOY
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