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all my looks of jealousy
spur from my feelings of inadequacy
just something about their looks makes me want to cry
something they have that i want to be mine
my voice, chest, face, body
cursing who i am like i have to be sorry
i don't want what i'm given, just what i don't have
if only 'real masculinity' was something up for grabs
i look in the mirror, who do i see?
certainly not a boy staring back at me
the fact chews me up and swallows me whole
i'm just not built to play this biological role
'sister' 'daughter' 'she'
all the names build up on me
if only the world could've seen
that a girl wasn't what i was meant to be
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'identity'- poetry
Poetry"perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be" a poem book exploring struggles with identity, emotions, and finding a place where you belong (a few of these poems are from my other poem book "inside me".)
