Maryanna

I want to be a boy and i wanna hit on girls,
the sun sets down in Olsztyn town in 1984,
high school walls and high school halls
all about the dissolve.
She pulls a flower from her mouth,
a string of pearls from her eyes
chromosomes ant martyrdom
dressed in suit and tie.
How I wished to understand,
but I couldn’t even try.
Maryanna don’t be afraid of me
from far away I look ok
but close up you can see.
Maryanna, on somedays you might say
no black, no white, a sea of grey
I am you and you are me.
Only wearing black, in this body I am bound
Three rounds of bandage round my chest,
I get around in Olsztyn town
closed up, with the curtains drawn,
so scared of what might hurt.