Untitled Everywoman

Back when I was a LOT younger, I wrote the lyrics to a handful of songs. As with a lot of my writing, going back and doing a re-read of them now with the benefit of hindsight and being a trans person, I can see me, the real female me, trying to tell the old me who she was. I missed so many signs along the way. This is meant to be sung to the tune of “Cast No Shadow” by Oasis.

Untitled Everywoman

She hides herself behind a mask made up of wrong perceptions
It’s what she has to do to avoid the unwanted attention
She just wants to be allowed to be herself for once
And not be thought of as just a part of something else.

She keeps her thoughts and private moments to herself
Her whole life seems to be kept on just one shelf
Trying just to shine a little brighter than the rest
When the sun of her life is setting fast in the west.

Her day to day just beats her life out of shape
But just like all the others she can’t escape
There’s no point in saying ‘It’s not fair’
All that’s important is that it’s just killing her.

Everything on the television just makes her mad
Her thoughts and hopes repackaged as fads
It all seems aimed at her just to put her down
Without ever seeing once how much she’s grown.

She laughs and jokes along with all the others
They don’t suspect for an instant it’s just a cover
Fooling them all with their own stupidity
While holding on tight to her own femininity.