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I look in the mirror and who do I see?
A lovely little lady smiling back at me!
I look in the mirror and who do I see?
A handsome young sir smirking back at me!
I look in the mirror and who do I see?
A bigender boo beaming back at me!
I look in the mirror and who do I see?
An agender teen grinning back at me!
I look in the mirror and what do I see?
Someone's who's PROUD of their fluidity!
A lovely little lady smiling back at me!
I look in the mirror and who do I see?
A handsome young sir smirking back at me!
I look in the mirror and who do I see?
A bigender boo beaming back at me!
I look in the mirror and who do I see?
An agender teen grinning back at me!
I look in the mirror and what do I see?
Someone's who's PROUD of their fluidity!
Literature
Genderfluid
Who are you to tell me
That what I wear is wrong
That I should conform
So I can take part and belong
Why is it so hard
For you to understand
My gender is not fixed
It was forgotten in my plans
Today I'm wearing make up
Tomorrow I'll hide me hair
Today I'll try to be pretty
Tomorrow I just wont care
There are days when I am neither
I'll just sit inbetween
Unable to assign a label
I'll wear my androgynous jeans
Whether I am male
Or dolled up in a dress
I still have my morals
I still know what is best
So you may call me odd
Ask why I can't 'fit in'
The answer is I do,
Just not as a her or him.
Literature
Fluid
Don't assume I'm a woman
Just because I have breasts
Just because I wear a dress
Just because I carry a purse
Just because I wear soft colors
Just because I wear makeup
Just because I style my hair
Just because I speak in a sweet voice
Don't assume I'm a man
Just because my chest is flat
Just because I wear baggy clothes
Just because I lug around a heavy backpack
Just because I wear dark colors
Just because my jawline is shaded
Just because I have short hair
Just because I speak in a deeper voice
The only thing you can assume I am...
Is me.
Literature
Genderfluid
I am...
the one who some days
wears pretty jewels,
does their face up,
sings melodies and dances around
free to be me.
I am...
the one who most days
ties their hair up,
tapes down their breasts,
hides in a hoodie in jeans
scared to leave their room.
I am...
the one they call
Confused
Freak
but will turn around to say
Beautiful
Perfect
when I act and look 'correct'.
I am...
me.
A person.
A being
with a soul
and a beating heart.
Call me what you will,
I don't care anymore.
I know what I am.
I am...
proud,
deliberate,
content.
I am genderfluid
and I accept whatever may come
because I know who I am.
I'm me.
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Omg I can't say how much I love this! <3