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I picked up the dictionary, because...
I wanted to understand
what it means to understand.
I wanted to understand
what it means to understand.
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Literature
Pride
Glances wither, voices fade
Towers crumble, mirrors crack--
What's wrong with me?
This body that never
Was meant to be mine
This son who is always
Referred to as "daughter"--
What's wrong with me?
The bundle of sticks
That's a little too happy
The "I'm proud, I swear"
That's a little too sad--
What's wrong with me?
But there's this voice
This subconscious smile
That whispers what, maybe, I knew all along,
Says maybe,
Just maybe,
"You were born this way."
There's this thought,
This near silent whisper
That speaks from the cracks of the mirror that lied,
Says maybe,
Just maybe
"There's nothing to be ashamed of."
Th
Literature
Not Trans Enough
No, no I'm not alright.
I thought I was okay when I thought I got over them. I thought everything was fine when I thought I knew who I was, but then they come in and tell me who I am and who I'm supposed to be.
But low, I'm not even Trans* enough.
I'm not Trans* enough because I'm apprehensive about taking T.
I'm not Trans* enough because I'm not constantly ogling over girls.
I'm not Trans* enough because I like to wear dresses from time to time.
I'm not Trans* enough because I don't work out at the gym.
I'm not Trans* enough because I like to Sew and Bake.
I'm not Trans* enough because I didn't 'come out' when I was 3.
I'm not Trans
Literature
I Chose to be Gay
I chose to be spat on in public.
I chose to be called names.
Fag. Dyke. Sinner. Abomination. Devil worshiper.
Mistake.
I chose to be hated by the ones I loved.
I chose to be hated by the ones I trusted.
I chose to be punished for holding hands
While others nearly fornicated 3 feet to the left
And got a blind eye turned their way.
I chose to be told:
"I'll do whatever it takes to keep you from love."
I chose to have to beg my mother for acceptance,
Only to hear her say:
"Never."
I chose to risk life
For the woman I so truly care for
Because we are both of Venus.
I chose to forsake marriage
So that a man and a woman who hate e
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No wonder I couldn't move it.
No wonder I couldn't move it.
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That's amazing. I like how this is very thought-provoking and how anyone could relate to that. It has a certain childish charm to it, you know? 
For words like "love", "sin", "hate", et cetera, there are a vast number of definitions and ways to describe it, and so many ways to show it and prove that the word means something. Normally you don't think of "aunderstand" in that sense, and I applaud you for thinking outside the box. ^^ For something so short, you could say it out loud easily, and imagine the types of scenarios that could be into. I don't think there's any way to improve it. ^^ Magnificent.
For words like "love", "sin", "hate", et cetera, there are a vast number of definitions and ways to describe it, and so many ways to show it and prove that the word means something. Normally you don't think of "aunderstand" in that sense, and I applaud you for thinking outside the box. ^^ For something so short, you could say it out loud easily, and imagine the types of scenarios that could be into. I don't think there's any way to improve it. ^^ Magnificent.