You call me your princess.
You call me daddy's little girl.
But I'm neither of those things.
I never was and never will be.
I don't even look a girl anymore.
And yet, you still call me a girl.
You still call me she instead of he.
You misgender me without realizing it.
Can't you see I'm a boy?
Can't you see I'm not your princess?
Can't you see I'm not daddy's little girl?
Can't you see I'm not a girl?
I'm not your princess.
I'm not daddy's little girl.
I'm not your little girl.
I'm not your daughter.
I'm your son.
Can't you see that?
Why is that so hard for you to understand?
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Queer Poems
Poetry(Cover photo found on Google) I'm gonna apologize in advance for not updating this regularly. Coming up with these poems is harder than I thought. The first two were easy. But that was only because they randomly popped into my head.
