I want to change the way we see ourselves.
I want the walls between
gender and race,
ethnicity and sexuality,
I do not have a one word definition.
You cannot call me
white, short, girl, or gay,
And encompass who I am.
I want us to see humans
Instead of stereotypes and pre-conformed norms
That fit no one.
I want my society to realize that gender is a state of mind,
That sexuality does not define personality,
That the outfit I choose to wear is not
My ascension to the societal expectations of my sex or race.
I want to witness the day
when my friend Nick can walk confidently into the men’s bathroom
and feel like he belongs there.
He is more of a man than most I’ve met,
But because he was born in the wrong body
he is condemned.
He is the person in the woman’s bathroom
whom everyone avoids eye contact with
or berates for being there.
He is rebuked for existing,
He is a bright stain on the brain of our society
that only sees in monochrome.
He is hated by strangers for trying to feel normal,
And estranged by friends who used to call him, her.
I want to change the way we see each other.
I want equality to cease being an ideality
And become reality.
I want us to open our eyes