"You're a girl"
They say
I state back "Sure"
But only on some days
Other times I'd retaliate
"I'm a boy, you fool"
Others would think that's cool
But then I think I'm just another being trying to get by
I feel like I'm neither and it makes me think it's a lie
Sometimes I'm a mix of different things
Like the mixture of sadness and joy inside of me
YOU ARE READING
Double-edged Sword: a poetry collection
ŞiirWords are just words. Until they turn into sentences. Once that happens, they're either a sword or a sheild. Or both. Sword Stock photo by Vecteezy
