i'm tired. fuck i am so tired. i walk out into the world and constantly have to be that person who asks "what are your pronouns" and i have that moment of panic where i think they might hit me, or call me a slur, or maybe they just give me a look and say their pronouns , or maybe they're sweet about it. but i know they never see me as anything but a girl they never understand what it's like to go about feeling like grey and for them to assume i'm a woman. i'm not a woman, i'm not a man, i'm neither. i'm fucking me, myself, grey and it makes me never want to leave my house again. it makes me never want to talk to another person ever again. i just want to curl up and never exists, to never be perceived again, because it's always wrong and i'm so so tired.
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Poetrythis is just my thoughts about my gender moment and frustrations with identifying as non-binary in hopes maybe if anyone finds it, they won't feel quite as alone as i do. also quite a lot of me just being sad and empty. it's really depressing, i'm r...
