What other meaning does this life hold for me?
The only one I can derive is my suffering and futility
I am a child who was not born
For if I was where are my parents?
I am unable to know the answer to this mystery
Perhaps such is the reason I am subjugated to this endless life of despairIs it because I cannot pee while standing?
Is it because I too belong to those with bosoms?
Do I suffer because of my feminine features?
No,I refuse to be defined by my neuterI refuse to love a world that won't reciprocate my compassion
No more shall I kneel before this life treacherous hate
I deny the thought of weakness
For that thought is the answer to all my questions
The world could not teach me love
Then how shall I know it's meaning?However it did teach me not to love
To be cruel and tyrannical towards the weak
I now share the same teaching
For I have become stronger than the world
It will now feel my wrath
The wrath of the one who knows not love
But the hate she was taught by the world
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