Dysphoria

January 17, 2021

Be grateful- I'm reminded of this every day or every time I meet the male gaze,

every time I see my hips, my curves, or my girlish figure, I was blessed with at birth.

Be grateful- you're a chameleon you blend in

nevermind that you don't feel comfortable in your own skin.

And that if you could be anything for a day,

it would be tucked away from all eyes and safe.

I wish I looked like you- I know I can't hide my feelings as my gender envy grows

to be perceived as a beauty but not because I'm expected to be

but because it's an unexpected recapturing of my feminity.

And to all these reminders that leave your lips confirm that I want to be free from this-

body.

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