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Mom you gave me the gift of life for that I am so grateful.
Love to you was unconditional even if you were tired .

The Girl Inside
By Julie D Cole

As I looked into the mirror it gave me quite a fright,
I’m getting old, an aging man and it’s not a pretty sight.
My hair is limp my face is drawn and as I took a look down there,
Where’s it gone, it’s hard to say, with all this body hair.

I stood and stared for ages, not a pretty sight at all,
Reflecting on my life so far, then at a picture on the wall,
A woman in her prime of life, her beauty plain to see,
A picture taken years ago, Mmm was that really me?

I Heard New Bells on Christmas Day

Here are lyrics for what I pray will meet with your approval as a Christmas carol expressing the hope that our culture will learn not merely to tolerate or to accept, but rather to fully embrace transfolk, whether merely androgynous, crossdressed, partially or fully transexual, or intersexed. These lyrics work with both the traditional melody by John Calkin or the modern tune by Johnny Marx. (The one by Casting Crowns doesn't fit the rhythm of the fourth and fifth lines of each stanza.)

I just wish that I had thought of these sooner…

I remember growing up

I found the girl inside the boy,
Found out it was cause for joy,
For in unity man and woman are not parted, but
Are whole as one being in spirit with flesh unstarted.

To find comfort in self a balance must be found,
Male need find their female as well as the other way 'round.
It matters not what body as long as there be balance of spirit
When finding joy in life and all within it.

On the whole it matters not what sex we are born,
Be just glad to be alive no matter the form.
Although usually what we get we need keep and
on the whole I feel no need to weep.

If I Could But Hie To Kolob

Psalm of a LDS Transgendered 1

by Abigail Drew

O, but if I could hie to Kolob,
E’en in but a twinkling of an eye.
O, then might I turn back the pages,
E’en back till before my mortal birth.

Then, but might I then reconsider...
E’en that great and dreadful decision...
O, that terrible terrible choice.
E’en which now wracks my soul in torment.

Hey everyone! Here's my first post to topshelf and I just wanted to make it short.

The first line to this poem has been bouncing around my head for a few days and I just decided to go with the flow and see where it left me.

Transsexual in Hiding

Clawed and clawed 'till fingers bare
This costume which I seem to wear,
Myself I hide in darkness deep
So very long she's been asleep,
But now I want her up and out
So she can see the world about,
For as she sleeps down darkness deep
Her memories will slowly seep

Why is being transgender so complicated?

(Based on Avril Lavigne's "Complicated", here's a link to the original:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5NPBIwQyPWE

Uh huh, life sucks like this

Uh huh, that’s the way it is.

‘Cause life sucks like this

And that’s the way it is.

(Verse 1:)

Sometimes, wonder what I’m striving for

‘cause I’ve always failed before

But if you could look in me, you might see

I’d like to be myself at last

no more controlled by my past

This is the message I send

tired of having to pretend

(Chorus)

Damn!

Listening to Elgar's piece this morning, I thought it sounded very lyrical. Unable to find any sung versions other than this cute K-pop version, I hit upon the idea of writing a TG-themed set of lyrics to the tune. The first lyric came pretty quickly - I apologise for the second - there aren't many words that rhyme with "am"! Verse 2 was written during a quiet helpdesk session this afternoon, and the bridge this evening.

I've tried to keep as close to the tune as possible, although it does get a little tenuous at times (the tune's bridge deviates from uniformity towards the end, as does the final verse). Anyway, enough waffling, on with the lyrics...

I’m Touching You

By Julie D Cole

To A special friend amongst us who I want to touch today. No names.

Because you gave me your support when I first joined this site,
I carried on,what joy I found — at last a chance to write,

Extra Unordinary Girl
By Erin Amelia Fletcher

Idea came from the song ordinary girl by Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus

Don’t get me wrong its not that I don’t love who I am
I am not ungrateful, just a little strange
I just go day by day, fixating on the roles I play
I’m not a con artist or a devil in disguise

I’m just an extra unordinary girl
I have wishes I have dreams
That far from realm exceed the extreme
To many they are as careless as they seem for an extra unordinary girl