*trigger warning: gender dysphoria*
white noise of androgyny.
not feeling blue, really.
remembering what it was like being pink.
i want to breathe freely, scars on my chest that'll make me happy.
i'm just trying desperately to accept who i am.
i don't understand how to be comfortable in my own skin.
give the dress a twirl, the world will always see you as a girl.
it's ridiculous you choose to make it harder on yourself.
why not face the fact i'll always be this?
my feelings are as real as they seem.
you think within the lines.
nothing new can be introduced.
what a terrible way to see everything.
why constantly live in black and white?
there's so many colors to the rainbows.
this isn't an act for attention.
listen to me talk, i'm not an experiment.
you can try, for once, to go against your ignorance.
just accept the fact, i am genderless.
i'm tired of being treated different.
it must be exhausting to live in a bubble of nothingness.
we're allowed to say we're proud of who we are.
it's beautiful we find art in how much we hurt.
it helps distract from the fact that no one is looking out for us.
you can see straight through your privileges.
we're only asking you to fight for our rights too.
you're the ones who should ask for forgiveness.
after all, what do we have to apologize for?
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The Moonstruck Ages
Poeziesome of my best and worst moments are shared with these poems. i hope you enjoy! if you notice any typos or similar issues with any poem , don't hesitate to inform me :) IMPORTANT: some of these poems are triggering. i put warnings on the ones that...
