Miscalled
Getting misgendered
Feels like someone has poured acid in my heart.
It feels like someone decided to reach into my chest and pinch a bit of my muscle off for themselves.
I feel lonely, unreal
Because those people don't seem to care enough to use the right words.
I smile, I answer to the wrong words, the wrong phrasing,
Because it's so
exhausting
to go through life having to explain a concept to everyone you know,
To everyone you meet,
And slowly,
You just fall silent.
This poem is about:
Me