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When they see me, I look like a girl, But am I really? I lower my voice, change my name, wear baggy clothes, Am I still a She? What can I expect? That's all they would ever really see me, I stopped wearing makeup, Stopped wearing skirts, I stopped using "feminine" language, But why can't I just be me? I tell them I am a boy, I feel confident in my identity, But this makes me doubt it, The encounters I have, Bit by Bit, When will these doubts stop? When will they stop asking me to be a girl? I think never, or at least in this conservative world.
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Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 12:00 PM UTC
A Day In My Life
When they see me, I look like a girl, But am I really? I lower my voice, change my name, wear baggy clothes, Am I still a She? What can I expect? That's all they would ever really see me, I stopped wearing makeup, Stopped wearing skirts, I stopped using "feminine" language, But why can't I just be me? I tell them I am a boy, I feel confident in my identity, But this makes me doubt it, The encounters I have, Bit by Bit, When will these doubts stop? When will they stop asking me to be a girl? I think never, or at least in this conservative world.
This is my experience as a trans man.
Poe_thePoet
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Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 12:00 PM UTC
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