Hide your need in plain sight Hide your want in stereotypes Fight those thoughts, leave well alone Fight the body, so unlike a home Tear off the false; the breath; the skin Devour the falsehoods that lie within Do not define me as you would yours I am alive, of kindness and claws I who will hold the sacrifice I who will suffer, your will suffice The deed is done, I am no plurality I am singular, a they / them disparity
( i wonder what it feels like to look in the mirror and see myself )