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Kai Schultz Jan 8
A little girl
clutching a pillow close to her chest
favors both the little barbie dolls and the toy trucks
which confuses mommy
and disgusts the children around her.

In elementary school
a little girl wears pretty dresses some days
then boy clothes the next
after throwing a fit in the store
about not always wanting to wear dresses.

In middle school,
things in the world start to change.
Things happen that open up the little girl's eyes.
It still disgusts the children she's surrounded by
when she becomes he.

He goes through most of middle school
then finds this boy
he's straight.
and for once,
HE feels like SHE again.

High school starts,
She wants to be He still
She wants to be Him.
The world expands more
and in one brilliant moment
She becomes They.
And They becomes all three.
Figured I would kinda pulls together something about genderfluidity.
Ash Jan 3
My gender,
Is a rather unknowable creature
They sweep across the fields of my mind
And, at random times, will pop up and say hi
like this
Hi, your a boy, hide the chest
or
Hi, your a girl, make a mess
or
Yo, your kinda like in the middle so maybe, make a burrito

My gender has ADHD like me
It's not helpful,
well,
sometimes it is
See, me and my gender often have a common enemy
DYSPHORIA
They are
well
Pretty evil
But Gender kinda forgets about them
And then remembers
Then forgets
so off and on I feel uncomfortable in my own body
Usually when I'm not busy
Usually when I am laying in bed at night
That is when they sneak in
And
Tell me every flaw about my body
From my feminine lips
To my masculine toes
To my neutral nose

My Gender
Either rapidly changes all the time to where I can't figure it out
Or
Picks something and sticks with it for a long time, leading me to think I'm Cis

I am not Cis
Nor am I a Miss
Essentially I am just a confused child
Haylin Dec 2018
i am not an it.
i am not an object.
i have a pulse.
i have a beating heart.
i am made of stardust.
i am made up of skin and bones.
and you still call me an **it.
your mind can't grasp the idea that
i am a strong woman one day
and a strong male the next.
Haylin Dec 2018
I hate the word pretty.
Every time I hear it
it's a reminder that I am
a girl.

Girls are great
and there's nothing
wrong with them,
it's just that I'm not one.

I've been stuck
in this body
looking at someone who
I no longer recognize
for so long.

I want to be handsome and cute,
not pretty.

I at least deserve something better than
pretty.
I'm genderfluid, so sometimes I'm a girl. But I don't like being called pretty
Haylin Dec 2018
Genderfluid
I am a girl, at least to everyone but me,
I am ***, and straight too, and both, and neither,
I do not want attention, I even try to avoid,
But you call me a she,
But I am changing, every day,

I cry when you know I am not so,
I am a boy today...I am ***
You don't notice, or care,
You just put more cuts on my wrist,
And hurt me more with every word...
"*****," you call with ease,
But you do not know, I am a boy today
"****," you say... I am a ******

Death my mind calls with every single word...
But you do not care, for you smile at my pain, as I call for my love,
"Dakota..."
Haylin Dec 2018
this morning
i am stuck

i am stuck
between
Blue
and
Pink

every morning
i face the same decision
and ask the question
how do i feel today?

and every morning
i struggle
not because i cant find the answer
but because im scared of it

because i know
that i cant be Purple
thats too confusing

but i feel Purple
My life in a nutshell
Haylin Dec 2018
when you're born a girl.
But don't feel like one.
When you are forced to go swimming and expose your body.
The one that causes all the pain and dysphoria.
Oh how much it ***** having boys staring at your *****.
When you want to be one of them.
Haylin Dec 2018
I’m sorry
if I
wasn’t
the daughter
you had
in mind.


- I only ever wanted to make you proud
I’m sorry
if I
wasn’t
the daughter
you had
in mind.


- I only ever wanted to make you proud
ConnectHook Dec 2018
i always waz told
u  r  a boy/girl
they nevr let me be
n e thing beyond
their binary world

then one day
looked in the mirror &
saw my TRUE self
FREE of all labels
FREE from society's judgement
my SELF as i am:

mixed-up lost soul
w/gender dysphoria
Count your chromosomes, quick!
God is accepting returns until the Second Coming of His only-begotten son.
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