I’m Not Cis! But–I’m New To This.
I used to be, I used to live
As she, dress as him
Socially I lived as female for many years
But used she pronouns and dressed as male
I lived as female because those were my documents
And that’s how I was treated.
Now I live as a man and things are different.
I’m not cis, and I wish
You all would stop expecting this of me
I hate you all walking on egg shells
I wish I could be respected for what I am
And not what you’re afraid of
I am not on a quest to be in the middle
I am on a quest to get home, and I feel closer now
I wish that was all anybody cared about.
I hate pretending to be born male, and I hate
Defending my needs, my health, my differences
I wish I could just be myself
And stop insisting that I was always him
And that I’m an expert somehow–
I’m as new to this as anyone else.