Who am I? The one who everyone
Sees or the one I believe?
The way I was born with or the
Way I always knew I was?People claim to be god in
Human form, when there's
One in us all, afterall I just feel
From my truest self I'm differentPeople say I don't love my body
I am ruining myself by thinking
Wicked, that I'm not sick, I'm twisted
Cause I feel in a different bodyThey ignore my feelings, devalue
My identity, just because I was born
With a body that didn't match my
Soul, how it makes me defective?If I grow my hair, would you stop
With your death glare?
If I remove my chest, will you stop
With your swearing?Yes, I'm too bad to love my body
I'm too stubborn to surrender to you
I'm too selfish to think about myself
I'm too wicked to change the natureBut you forget, that this world ain't
Dual, it's one and fluid, not that I hate
My feminity or masculinity, not that
I fear my body, I just won'tI just won't fit in a square end as a round peg.....
A/n:
To my trans siblings💙🌺✨🌺💙 you matter. I know you don't hate your masculinity and feminity, because all of us have them in us. Just that a round peg can't fit in a square peg, as simple as that....
Just know, there's nothing as duality, everything is one and fluid. Anything that didn't destroy with time, exists. And see you're still here, and you can be happy and still love yourself just as who you are. Your gut doesn't lie (:
Your grateful author,
かな恵一
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