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On the street, I have to pretend. School, work. Home, church. I pretend. To be cis. To be straight. To be everything everyone wants me to be. But when I get by myself, And shut my bedroom door, I can breathe again. I take off society’s rules, I shake off gender roles. I close the door on heteronormativity, And I toss “She” in the trash. I am me again. “Thank God.”
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Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 12:13 PM UTC
Shedding
On the street, I have to pretend. School, work. Home, church. I pretend. To be cis. To be straight. To be everything everyone wants me to be. But when I get by myself, And shut my bedroom door, I can breathe again. I take off society’s rules, I shake off gender roles. I close the door on heteronormativity, And I toss “She” in the trash. I am me again. “Thank God.”
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Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 12:13 PM UTC
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