"What makes a person a female? a male? by their sex? chromosomes? what if you had nothing? you are referred by no pronouns….you are you…not a she…not a he..not an IT…no orientation…just you…yourself….
All my life I thought I had to be on or the other…who says? where is it stated? I am ME and no one is going to tell me otherwise."- Moose-sama.
Like a robot I come in disguise
there’s nothing left here
no script running through my eyes
I’m of no gender
no specific set of genes
call me what you like I wont live my life a lie
what’s on the outside
is what I wanna hide
so all you see is the real me
not the one I present myself to be
I’ll be a piece of flesh that resembles nothing
I’m an expression that leans neither one way
or the other
no preferences set
everything that spewed before can be deleted
so don’t call me I no longer have a name
I’m just a bunch of pent up feelings
that don’t capture anything that’s real
emotions that came from something
that at the same time never was
you can pretend not to notice
or marvel the body
that will resemble what lies in the future
I’m not a freak with lost desires
I’m just me
I am nothing more than I was programed to be
Photo by Moose-sama
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