Nov 2015
"Get over it. If you're not going to come out then don't complain."
I get that my "complaining" may seem
annoying to you,
but you've obviously
never experienced
gender dysphoria before.
I live in the realm of it
with every wrong pronoun
to filling out applications
and having to choose
the girl option.
You're blessed to have
the parents you have
who love and accept you
no matter what.
While my parents would
put me in therapy
if I even
dared
to come out.
Don't tell me to get over it.
Don't tell anyone to get over it.
Unless you're telling yourself
to ******* grow up
and get over yourself.
You say that you're
gender queer as well,
then treat people
with the respect
you want.
Let me cry into your shirt
because I'm not a girl,
but I'm forced to see one
in the mirror
everyday.
Let me call you in the middle of the night
because it's gotten bad
because I feel every
ounce of my self hatred
late a night
when no one is around.
Just be there
because I didn't tell you for no reason.
I trusted you to be
careful and kind
to me, to my secret,
but you had to be
bitter and tell me to
get over it.
I get that my "complaining" may seem
annoying to you,
but you've obviously
never experienced
gender dysphoria before.
I live in the realm of it
with every wrong pronoun
to filling out applications
and having to choose
the girl option.
You're blessed to have
the parents you have
who love and accept you
no matter what.
While my parents would
put me in therapy
if I even
dared
to come out.
Don't tell me to get over it.
Don't tell anyone to get over it.
Unless you're telling yourself
to ******* grow up
and get over yourself.
You say that you're
gender queer as well,
then treat people
with the respect
you want.
Let me cry into your shirt
because I'm not a girl,
but I'm forced to see one
in the mirror
everyday.
Let me call you in the middle of the night
because it's gotten bad
because I feel every
ounce of my self hatred
late a night
when no one is around.
Just be there
because I didn't tell you for no reason.
I trusted you to be
careful and kind
to me, to my secret,
but you had to be
bitter and tell me to
get over it.
