Androgenue

Sometimes I am me Sometimes I am a girl and then there are times when I don’t want to be recognized in terms of male or female I don’t even want to recognize your stupid worthless bianary Why should who I am be determined by something that I have no power over controlling But then if I were a boy, well thats a different kind of power now then isn’t it? And one day he told me “with great penis comes great responsibility” and right then and there I silently asked that we could swap bodies and that he could see for once how it felt to be a girl, to be considered the weaker of the sexes But even as a girl, you have your own kind of power but it’s not a power you can use if you use it you are treated as though you are the scummy residue leftover from an evening of want the afterbirth of your deeds becomes a glowing sign “Hey, look at me. I am here, a container for your mislaid desires” and if you don’t use it, well that in itself becomes another mark of shame.