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Pronouns

"Look at my beautiful girl."

 

This title is thrown at me

and I find it hard to

breathe.

You label me a girl,

I know you know no better

but it still wounds me

deeply.

 

"Look at her, she's so pretty!"

 

You should know better

than to call me this

pronoun.

I asked kindly that you

use different pronouns

but you throw these

pronouns at me in

a taunting manner.

 

"You were born a girl so you are one."

 

I was born a human with

female genitalia.

I do not classify as a

girl or a boy.

I classify more as me,

as an

agender.

 

Please don't yell or shout

or tell me I'm wrong

because then you're saying

you know me better than

I know myself and

that may be true

but I don't believe

it is so.

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Written by
remyrin
23 / Trans Male
Published
Feb 19, 2015
Lines·Words
33·139
Tags
#personal#genderfluid#pronouns
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