Hiding from the faculty In this imaginary school Sometimes I drown in my tears, an amount that can fill a pool Wondering if I'm going insane But this is a testament to my pain I don't know if it's just me or if I have a ****ed up brain But pronouns are making me cry and I'm going insane. Boy, girl, biy, girl. I feel like I'm on an endless cycle, repeating on a whirl I tried to tell my online friends about I They made my stomach curl "You are a girl! That's how you came into this world!" ((Hhhhhhhhhh still typing))

Identifying as am other has always been an option But I wonder what the world would think it I dropped in "Oh sorry! I don't feel girly! I'm a he/him today!" They would think I've gone mad, try to see inside my brain Boy, girl, boy, girl The carousel whirls and whirls Honestly I feel empty inside Why do I have to lie? Oh great This is just great The blood is coming from my arm The sink is starting to grow red All of this bloodshed "Look at you! You're causing pain!" well at least I respect pronouns, you ****ING MIGRANE ((still typing))

What's this now Suddenly my mind has changed Men are ****ing monsters, females are sofisticated and perfectly arranged. And the day after this, I don't know who is who Pink or blue what if I chose purple what's it goanna do? I don't feel manly or feminine why am I derranged? Well you see they/them is an option. am I supposed to be hanged? Reason, it all goes to reason "Its ok. Just tell them it's not that hard are you insane?" Well mabye I'm not a girl today, at least im not arranged! I try, to feel comfortable with my anatomy But it always catches me on the days I wish I'd go to sleep "You are not a male don't act like it!" " why are you they/them are you attacked for it? "

Hhhhhhhhhh that's it I'm not finishing it *waits for opinions*