Papers scatter ''round the halls,


    Sticking to him as he spins and twirls


    Haunted by his own memories


    of when he was a girl


    Scattered papers, all of pictures


    Stolen story; please report.


    Skirts, necklaces, dresses, and bows


    All girly things he wore in distant memories


    of when he was a girl


    A scanty drawing flying past catches the boys attention


    Of a young stick girl and her mother


    Bows earrings and skirts decorate the barely drawn women


    Both dawned in high-heeled slippers


    Easily he catches the drawing


    and holds it closer to his face


    To wonder who the little girl is


    With a dead name he used to use


    Scattered papers stop and still


    As he stops his frantic twisting spirals


    Gazing at the older woman he knew


    Whom he once called his mother.