Poems (9)

Gender

If you ask me the truth, I don't know what I'd tell you 

I don't feel pretty enough to be a woman

I don't feel at home in this body sometimes 

I could be a man 

That wouldn't be right either though 

There's so many versions of myself that nobody knows

My discomfort only seems to grow 

I could tell you a secret but I don't know if you'd keep it 

Would you even want to know?