gender-questioning!tommyinnit
Rough draft
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Gender, gender, gender.
What does it mean?
Gazing at my red-white shirt,
I wait until my skin turns green.
This doesn't feel like home at all;
I brush my golden, fluffy hair.
At least I don't have memory loss,
I think while curled up in my lair.
Wake up, get ready for the day,
And look at clothing I detest,
As if expecting something else
Other than my cargo pants.
My hands too soft,
My nails too clean,
My eyes too blue,
My legs too lean.
Black is too dark,
Blue is too male,
White is too pure,
Pink is too female.
Who am I?
Well maybe after all of this,
I'll figure out what I have missed.
I'll take the path that leads,
Away from my misdeeds,
And helps me understand,
Who I truly am.
YOU ARE READING
♡ dream smp poems ♡
Fanfictioni'll randomly update this book whenever i make more poems, but here's what i have so far :)
