I don't recognize myself in the mirror anymore
And sometimes using the bathroom makes me uncomfortable
Not everything lines up how it should
It doesn't look how it does in my head
Some days I feel like I look like my ideal me and then I see my reflection
And it's not humbling
It's humiliating
And some days I feel masculine
But just looking down I see my own chest and I want to scream
I hate that this is my life
And it's not all in my head
It's just part of me
Even if I don't want it to be.
YOU ARE READING
poetry
PoetryI may seem like an insufferable nerd-tastic idiot, but I'm actually pretty poetic
