Mirror, mirror, on the wall
what's the prettiest world
of all?
A world where we are free
can love and let love, simply
be.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
am I a he or a she?
None at all?
I am tears, I am joy, I
am no one, I also am moi
I am not bound, by labels,
I've found, gender is just a fable
I am the boy that wears skirts
I am the boy who sobs, hurts
I am the girl with fists out
I am the girl who's foul mouthed
So,
Mirror, mirror, on the wall
I am me, and I stand tall,
I'm whoever I want to be.
I am...
the one who some days
wears pretty jewels,
does their face up,
sings melodies and dances around
free to be me.
I am...
the one who most days
ties their hair up,
tapes down their breasts,
hides in a hoodie in jeans
scared to leave their room.
I am...
the one they call
Confused
Freak
but will turn around to say
Beautiful
Perfect
when I act and look 'correct'.
I am...
me.
A person.
A being
with a soul
and a beating heart.
Call me what you will,
I don't care anymore.
I know what I am.
I am...
proud,
deliberate,
content.
I am genderfluid
and I accept whatever may come
because I know who I am.
I'm me.
Genderfluid
"It's a girl!" They all said with joy many years ago.
Despite the world's wishes for me to be trapped inside a little box...
I break the boundaries they've set around me.
Clawing at all of the fake flesh, spreading my new wings.
Frowning with disgust, I look down at the chains the world has wrapped around me.
Kicking aside the past, I open up my new eyes.
Feeling weightless, I prepare to fly.
Being genderfluid isn't a choice and being genderfluid doesn't make me a freak.
It's just the way Universe made me, and that's alright with me.
Who are you to tell me
That what I wear is wrong
That I should conform
So I can take part and belong
Why is it so hard
For you to understand
My gender is not fixed
It was forgotten in my plans
Today I'm wearing make up
Tomorrow I'll hide me hair
Today I'll try to be pretty
Tomorrow I just wont care
There are days when I am neither
I'll just sit inbetween
Unable to assign a label
I'll wear my androgynous jeans
Whether I am male
Or dolled up in a dress
I still have my morals
I still know what is best
So you may call me odd
Ask why I can't 'fit in'
The answer is I do,
Just not as a her or him.
my name is morgan (that's subject to change, btw) and i'm a trans kid- specifically, genderfluid. predominantly, i use the label nonbinary, though i've been known to use bigender, a male, a female, or agender, to describe how my gender feels in a set period of time.
i love a person named sam, and they mean the world to me. we're not in a romantic relationship- we define it as platonic- but we care about eachother very much.
things you need to know: *i use they/them. (example: THEY have really cool hair. that drink reminds me of THEM.) *i'm not looking for a relationship. *i've been diagnosed with depression and might have bipolar.
Favourite Visual Artist
Tim Burton
Favourite Movies
Nightmare Before Christmas
Favourite TV Shows
Steven Universe, Over The Garden Wall
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Fall Out Boy
Favourite Books
Indigo's Star, Breakfast Served Anytime, Goblet of Fire, Inkheart