I guess I knew those years ago but I shut it out, covered it as a phase

I just moved because I thought it was better to

but even as the years went on I still called myself, "Jace" 

Jace, I, was born in high school, but "she" was born in 01

But I guess in a way I've always been him, Jace, waiting to come out 

who knew it'd take a good couple more years to be set free?

yeah the emotions came, the tears came but then I let it go

I embraced myself and let her go, maybe in some way I'm still letting her go

but him, he, me, I am better. Better in ways I couldn't have imagined

More confidence and, and I likes taking long walks 

I loves adventure and bird watching 

I likes to workout, cook and eat good food 

I likes to sing out loud to my favorite tunes at times 

I can't go a day without drinking warm water

I favors chamomile tea 

yes, I did cut my hair and I loves to wear big shirts

I loves to wear sweaters but I also likes to show more skin on those warmer days

I can't go too long without my favorite gray beanie which was made from an old sweater 

the back looks like shit but looks good in the front

I loves it though

and yes, I been misgendered, yelled at, called mentally ill 

but I doesn't care anymore because I'm Jace, I'm really Jace 

more than I used to be, more of what I deserves to be

just Jace and I'm free