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I am a guy. Just a guy. Not an "ummm...technically." or "biologically female." Not: "used to be a girl", "Thinks she's a guy", "Doesn't dress like a boy", "What she got between her legs?", "Wears makeup", "Doesn't pass"- **Gender norms literally **** people**. Every "I'm sorry" is just a peeling paint job over an intercity wall, no one really wants to look at, or fix, or admit to. This is not a problem I brought on myself. My gender is not a problem, You are the problem. I'm not running from what's inside me anymore, I know what's inside me, I've made peace with what's inside me It's the same old, same old, with a new set of words you ******* can't wrap your tongues around. I don't care if you slipped up, Fix it. I don't care if you didn't know I was a boy, Fix it. I don't care about your cis guilt, cis excuses, or cis ignorance Fix it. Because you don't know the age limit not to be Emily anymore. The hundreds of dollars it costs. Every: "Hello Ladies", every "Sorry Miss", every "What can I do for you Ma'm", every "You'll always be my niece-" "My daughter", "My girlfriend". The cis questions, cis answers, cis stares, cis disinterest in my ******* feelings. I am not going to hold your hand and politely explain to you that I AM NOT MY GENITALS. That's your job cis people. Fix it. Every misgendering is peeking through the veil of how people really perceive you. It's all just a game they play along with in your presence. Going along with a trance they think you've put yourself in. They don't really see you, When all it takes is changing a single word in one ******* sentence. That would be no inconvenience to them, But makes or breaks the world to you. Covering it up with a strained smile, Lying that it's fine. Is it even a question that over 70% of trans people **** themselves, as opposed to 1% of the general population. It makes so much ******* sense to me. Because trans means knowing I will never be properly gendered by a stranger, Unless I get a **** I don't ******* want. Being trans is waking up everyday with the guarantee you can not use the bathrooms in public. Can't be called a guy Hearing: "Emmett? That's a weird girl's name." Having people ignore you When you're on the verge of tears begging them not to see your soft curves and small chest and skirt as one big sign that says 'SHE'. Then being told: "It's not their fault, people just don't know." "You have to be more understanding, more patient - be nicer about it." How 'bout applying that to yourself? Don't tell me I have to be kinder about being denied my identity everyday. Don't tell me to shut up about a system so ingrained in my brain I still misgender myself. It's gaslighting, A society denying reality And telling us we are the confused ones. The crazy ones. For veering outside these neat little boxes ahem, cages of made up rules they've tried to lock us into. The consequences are absolutely deadly. Is it any question That people bleed themselves dry Get drunk, get high just to escape it all? Then get thrown into a 'health care system' for attempted suicide, get misgendered by the nurses and doctors who ignore why they're there in the first place. Then denied hormones for their 'mental instability'. We are thrown into a world of glass ceilings and imaginary borders with all too real consequences. Make no mistake, We are not dangers to ourselves. You absolutely put us here. Blame it on whatever generation or individual you want, but we are all participating in cisnormativity if you are not constantly unlearning. If you equate genitals with gender, Ask what the baby's going to be - As if it ******* matters - Don't think to ask pronouns and get it wrong, See every character, every face on TV that doesn't look like ours, have everything catered to the way you turned out to be, That's privilege is our danger. The gaps in judgement and consideration for our situations is where we live and our destined to fall. Because when someone hits you with a car It doesn't matter of they didn't see  you, didn't mean to, have never done it before, are the nicest person in the world - They ****** up. And it still hurts. Sure, if they meant to it would be worse, But I'm through with this rhetoric about intent. Don't think this is too drastic a comparison, Gender norms literally kills people. Every mark of 'self-harm' on our arms Is a scar society put there. Every trans suicide is a ****** The question isn't why we are killing ourselves. It's how the **** are we still alive.
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Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 6:31 PM UTC
Gender norms literally **** people // CW: suicide mention
I am a guy. Just a guy. Not an "ummm...technically." or "biologically female." Not: "used to be a girl", "Thinks she's a guy", "Doesn't dress like a boy", "What she got between her legs?", "Wears makeup", "Doesn't pass"- **Gender norms literally **** people**. Every "I'm sorry" is just a peeling paint job over an intercity wall, no one really wants to look at, or fix, or admit to. This is not a problem I brought on myself. My gender is not a problem, You are the problem. I'm not running from what's inside me anymore, I know what's inside me, I've made peace with what's inside me It's the same old, same old, with a new set of words you ******* can't wrap your tongues around. I don't care if you slipped up, Fix it. I don't care if you didn't know I was a boy, Fix it. I don't care about your cis guilt, cis excuses, or cis ignorance Fix it. Because you don't know the age limit not to be Emily anymore. The hundreds of dollars it costs. Every: "Hello Ladies", every "Sorry Miss", every "What can I do for you Ma'm", every "You'll always be my niece-" "My daughter", "My girlfriend". The cis questions, cis answers, cis stares, cis disinterest in my ******* feelings. I am not going to hold your hand and politely explain to you that I AM NOT MY GENITALS. That's your job cis people. Fix it. Every misgendering is peeking through the veil of how people really perceive you. It's all just a game they play along with in your presence. Going along with a trance they think you've put yourself in. They don't really see you, When all it takes is changing a single word in one ******* sentence. That would be no inconvenience to them, But makes or breaks the world to you. Covering it up with a strained smile, Lying that it's fine. Is it even a question that over 70% of trans people **** themselves, as opposed to 1% of the general population. It makes so much ******* sense to me. Because trans means knowing I will never be properly gendered by a stranger, Unless I get a **** I don't ******* want. Being trans is waking up everyday with the guarantee you can not use the bathrooms in public. Can't be called a guy Hearing: "Emmett? That's a weird girl's name." Having people ignore you When you're on the verge of tears begging them not to see your soft curves and small chest and skirt as one big sign that says 'SHE'. Then being told: "It's not their fault, people just don't know." "You have to be more understanding, more patient - be nicer about it." How 'bout applying that to yourself? Don't tell me I have to be kinder about being denied my identity everyday. Don't tell me to shut up about a system so ingrained in my brain I still misgender myself. It's gaslighting, A society denying reality And telling us we are the confused ones. The crazy ones. For veering outside these neat little boxes ahem, cages of made up rules they've tried to lock us into. The consequences are absolutely deadly. Is it any question That people bleed themselves dry Get drunk, get high just to escape it all? Then get thrown into a 'health care system' for attempted suicide, get misgendered by the nurses and doctors who ignore why they're there in the first place. Then denied hormones for their 'mental instability'. We are thrown into a world of glass ceilings and imaginary borders with all too real consequences. Make no mistake, We are not dangers to ourselves. You absolutely put us here. Blame it on whatever generation or individual you want, but we are all participating in cisnormativity if you are not constantly unlearning. If you equate genitals with gender, Ask what the baby's going to be - As if it ******* matters - Don't think to ask pronouns and get it wrong, See every character, every face on TV that doesn't look like ours, have everything catered to the way you turned out to be, That's privilege is our danger. The gaps in judgement and consideration for our situations is where we live and our destined to fall. Because when someone hits you with a car It doesn't matter of they didn't see  you, didn't mean to, have never done it before, are the nicest person in the world - They ****** up. And it still hurts. Sure, if they meant to it would be worse, But I'm through with this rhetoric about intent. Don't think this is too drastic a comparison, Gender norms literally kills people. Every mark of 'self-harm' on our arms Is a scar society put there. Every trans suicide is a ****** The question isn't why we are killing ourselves. It's how the **** are we still alive.
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Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 6:31 PM UTC
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