Now come one come all to this tragic affair, wipe off that makeup, what's in is despair. So throw on the black dress, mix in with the lot. You might wake up and notice you're someone you're not.
If you look in the mirror and don't like what you see, you can find out firsthand what it's like to be me.
Roselyn hates being forced to be a woman, she know what she is, she's a boy in a wrong body. Will she be able to struggle and succeed?