Poems about gender
I am colorful. Like a palette of sephora eye shadows.
I am not broken Because I need things to be just right, Because I worry about the little things,
Most days, having a vagina scares me,
Can I join in?Can I be part of your little niche?Can I join in?Can I feel like I'm part of a new subset?
When you truly love someone, their heart is yours. That one person is your other half. You always have that spark