A moment with you,
my dear,
is enough.
One sip of you fills my soul
but, oh, how I wish
I could drink the whole cup.

I was that rotten apple
The one who fell from the
Tree
All bruised and *****
From you picking me
Dragging me down
Might as well poison me
So I suffer more ..

If I had four arms I'd make interesting  snow angels
I'd rid my ear buds of infuriating cord tangles
Three cookies and cocoa
I'd eat all at once
I could only imagine
my incredible  stunts
There is so many things to grasp, feel and touch
It's safe to assume I'd ******* twice as much

So you say

that you support all genders.

but what does that mean to you?

So you say

that you'd support me no matter what.

But are you sure about that?

So you say

You know me best.

But you don't.

So you say "she's an amazing girl".

But am I a girl?

So you say

" girls on the right boys on the left".

But where do I go if everyone assumes I'm a girl but today I'm not?

So you say

That I should go play with my other friends who are also girls.

But there isn't 'also' without an original.

So you say

That I usually go to the right with all the other girls.

But that's because I do what is expected of me by the world.

So you say

That I haven't said anything about this before.

Would you say something like this at the age of eleven?

So you say

That you never thought of it.

I know your reaction will be one of four:

1. You'll be disgusted

2. You'll say that's not possible

3. You'll say I'm too young to decide

4. You'll accept me

So you say

"Of course I'll accept you!"

But sadly there is less than a twenty percent chance of that.

So they say

"You aren't normal"

So they say

"You're too young to say that"

So they say

"You're making stuff up to get attention"


So you say...

So you say...

So they say...

So they say...

So you say...

So you say...


But I'm still human...