Poems about gender
I am colorful. Like a palette of sephora eye shadows.
The female identity Is not to be confused With the male entity On what they think What they say
The trembling chilling adventures of exploring the sadend mind of what we think today to be whats know as us .
Who Are You Who are you to tell me, A person of my own being, Who I can or cannot be?
When I'm told I could change anything
What would I change? I would change the frowns Change the hidden smiles
There is a flaw in Society's Status Quo, One that only women suffer from, One that men pretend not to know,
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
I would make everyone see that We're all human. We're all the same.