• I feel th warm sun now.

    I feel it with out hiding.

    Yet I'm still sore.

    I used to scream in pain.

    Now I scream for joy.

    I may not get what I want anymore.

    But atleast I'll be who I want.

    People who thought I was something else.

    Now I can be that something else.

    I shall no longer suffer.

    I shall no longer fight.

    I shall no longer scream in the night.

    And the everything that was told at mid-night

    Will vanish.