blemishes.

when will i learn to own them.

i wear my transness like one wears a scar.

i don’t.

i try to hide it, cover it, remove it,

when will i learn to embrace it.

i wear my transness like one wears a scar.

i feel ashamed.

it is written so crudely on my skin,

and i flare up with discomfort.

i wear my transness like one wears a scar.

it dictates me.

it tells me what i can and can not do,

and i listen for i am afraid.

i wear my transness like one wears a scar.

secretive.

i’m not the only one with this taint,

yet i pretend it doesn’t exist.

i wear my transness like one wears a scar.

as if it were inflicted, from an act of harm.

but really my transness is nothing but a birthmark,

there from the start, and unique to my own.

i wear my transness like one wears a scar.

maybe i will realize that it was given to me by fate.

Author's Note

just a rant and some thoughts i've had recently over my gender identity lol.