dysphoria poem

once again, to my chagrin, I feel it drawing near

it never seems to stray, too far away, this feeling of unease

I try to stand tall, careful not to fall, as I wipe away the tears

now I'm begging, end your nagging, before you bring me to my knees

the way they look, they read me like a book, it's exactly what I feared

judged by my cover, decided by another, I'm just begging you please

I don't want to hide, let me decide, the things that I hold dear

I don't understand, why this world is so bland, if I wanted I could blend in with ease

I just can't decide, do I really want to hide, or face the challenges here

and the last line won't rhyme, cause life isn't perfect, but fuck it at least I still have you.