Necropolis

Endogenous

For Trans Awareness Week

They tell me I don't know my own history,

Or our history.

They don't want to accept that it's endogenous, that I'm androgynous,

Anomalous.

Why is it so hard to accept?

Why is it so hard to understand?

Some people are simply not "woman" or "man."

There's no "gender agenda" or devious plan.

Some people are simply trans,

As I am.

We're not a menace, malicious, or a monolith.

We simply demand the right to exist.

Just like the cis.

And no cliche phrase, like "it's just a phase,"

Can make us stop being who we are.

I'm tired of hearing you claim

That I am to blame for your pain

Because I'm not the same

As you thought I was.

Imagine how it is for me.

Imagine a world where you can't be free,

You can't even be.

That's the world I live in, that you help uphold

To stamp out those of us who don't fit the mould.

But we've been here since the days of old

And we will remain.

So can't you just try to see through my eyes

For one day?

A foray, to see how it feels when you say what you say.

I may be negated, hated, excommunicated,

But I'm here to stay.