I’m so scared but I still show up I’m so scared and I don’t say that enough say it once, say it out loud say it till it sticks I’m so scared I’m so scared but I’m still here I put on a cool face yeah, I know the move I say “be yourself” like I’ve got proof I say it plain, say it real but half the time I’m just talking to a cracked phone screen trying to steady my hands trying to breathe on beat trying to look fearless when my pulse runs ahead of me The truth is I’m scared of the looks, of the noise, of what comes next I’m scared but I keep my head up I keep my name in view I’m scared I’m scared and I’m not giving up I see girls like me getting stared at, called out, pushed back for showing up as themselves while preachers and suits keep selling us fear like we’re something to fear when all we want is a mirror that doesn’t turn away when we get near a body that fits right a mind that can rest just to live just to breathe just to be okay How am I not supposed to be scared when being trans means checking every door behind me and still walking in with my name on my chest? The truth is I’m scared of the looks, of the noise, of what comes next I’m scared but I keep my head up I keep my name in view I’m scared I’m scared and I’m not backing down for you
