When I was a baby my dreams were reality,
The womb cast me forth and all was love.
When I was a child my reality became a dream;
I was torn from the womb and the world became
A confusing movie with someone pretending
To be my mother.
When I was made a boy my reality became a
Nightmare and I tried to find a stable
Place to stand. I only found it in my mind,
And I could no longer feel my body.
When I became a man I was running from
Stage to stage trying to find the right role, but
The lines never felt real.
When I broke through the thin veil, peeled away
The armor and awoke from the dream, I knew
I was Emily And the ground became solid, the
Dream became real and the answers woke up to
Settle into the soft arms of
The question.