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Anitha Panicker Mar 2021
IWD, Alas!
Gender Parity, Alas!
Pandemic Alas!
You might ask why, I would say why not??
I do not hate men
I just hate the ones who lie
Who cheat
Who ****
Who abuse
Who disrespect
Who do not hear a word I've said
Ok, I do hate men
i do not hate men
ok, maybe i do
Keys between my knuckles
As I hurry to my car
This place still aint safe
At least not after dark

I've been female for thirty one years
My *** is abundantly clear
When I cannot walk outside at night
Without my friend called Fear

Keys between my knuckles
Pepper spray clutched in my hand
What can I say to these Testosterone Tyrants
To make them understand?

This place is still not equal
When half of us are afraid
I want to stay up late
Walk the streets and know I'm safe

Boys will be boys
They will rarely be men
The protectors became predators
It's a hard truth to accept

Keys between my knuckles
As I hurry to my car
This world is still not safe yet
At least not for us
this world is still not safe yet
at least not for us
Ghost Feb 2021
I look in my reflection
And in the mist I see
A completely unknown person
To which the world calls “she.”

Her long hair a dark brown,
Eye color? Hard to tell
Her chest fully unbound
Says she’s doing well

I grasp onto my face
Staring into hers
The world has picked up pace
And all my vision blurs

But her face is not mine
To the mist I’m not confined
quinn Jan 2021
sometimes i get so jealous of people with male bodies.
i look at them and they’re dressed boringly or they chuck it about like it’s nothing and i think
i could do such great things if i had a body like yours!
if i had a body like yours i would be so happy and confident and i would find a way to conjure up great things with it!
and you don’t know how much i long and pray and yearn for a body like yours.

i know there are people who want a body like mine, although it’s hard to imagine anyone ever wanting this.
i wish there was a way we could swap.
from the 7th of february 2020.. what can i say, i'm transgender
Olivia Lake Jan 2021
The curls are cut and gone
The past falls away
Swept up with a broom

Pent up in my room
Slowly changing
Long hair
And short sleeves
To sweatshirts
Rearranging

A beanie to cover up
The dread I feel
Looking in the mirror
I hope to see change
But I don't know what of

This is my dysphoria
I might make this into a song... well see
You tell me to choose
Little do you know
The choice was made up for me decades ago

I didn't have a say at all
My cards were snatched out of my hand
I watched all of my aces fall

Choices are always harder for the woman
Something you could never understand
I want to live just one day as a man

You tell me to choose
Little do you know
The choice was taken from me decades ago
little do you know
If I had been born with a *****
I wonder how I would have used it
Would I have wielded my power?
Would I have identified as an alpha?

Would I be gentle or a brute?
Would I love or abuse?
Would I have been the enemy?
Or would I simply have been me?
pondering gender
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