Why does my mind do it to me?
I never used to dream things like that all the time, why does my mind give me PTSD
And not just retaliate against them?
Theyre even misgendering me, now
I dont want to dream it, why dream it? But theres no answer because noone knows why we dream
And noones ever been thru what im going thru
So i ask God/dess
Probably youll have another excuse to think i dont love you, G, with the hungry freaks round you, and what youre going thru
But i wont give up, G, on you, or fighting for me as a womans rights
I ask God/dess for strength
They can misgender me, and record me in my sleep forever
Theyll never know what i truly think, who i really am, or who i really love
Its 1.30am theres a freak out there yelling wierdo
Dont cry, G, be grateful youre not one of them
PTSD dreams speak 30 years of persecution
I ask God/dess to help you
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