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Who Am I?

Who am I?

Am I only my present?

Or my past too?

What about my future?

They all bleed together, their spirits

their hopes and dreams

Coursing through my veins

I feel their pain in my bones

And their joy in my heart


Who am I?

What does it mean to be straight or gay?

Why does love need to be divided by borders?

Social expectations

Born female

I am to dress and act a certain way

And yet also to counter that stereotype with

Ironically another one of strength

But still feminine

I just want to be myself

To dress what I feel confident in

To wear what is comfortable and practical

To be able to move and exist

Without having to squish myself into a box

After all, I'm only human


Who am I?

My roles?

My behaviors?

My words?

It all gets confused in my head.

Wanting to be loved more than anything,

I can be whoever you need me to be

So how special is it

When people come into my life

And I don't have to be anyone other than myself

Past present and future

Queer in my love

Gender fluid in my clothes

Responsible only for the role of friend

Relaxed in my bones

Warm in my heart

Quiet peaceful dreams in my sleep


Who am I?

I may not know

Answers aren't black and white

Because life is squirmy

But

I

Am

100%

Loved.

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