I’m still a them
But i’m still a them.
I may be masc,
Bur for pronouns still ask.
I’ll take time to choose
What bathroom to use
And I don’t want to deal
With transphobic abuse.
You can laugh at my looks,
You can mock,
It won’t cause a mental block.
You can throw stones at me,
I’ll still live proud and free.
You can use she/her,
I’m still happy as can be.
Stop the clock,
Leave the transphobes in shock,
This is me.
I am the evil transgender they warned you of.
Feeling like a lost map
Doesn’t mean i’m a trap.
Recieving a mix of love and hate,
Is this my endless fate?
You can shove me down,
I’ll just polish my crown.
You can drown me out,
But I can still shout loud.
You can laugh about my dysphoria,
I’ll still have euphoria.
Stop the clock,
Leave the transphobes in shock,
This is me.
I am the evil transgender they warned you of.
“You want to be accepted?
Stop representing your gender.”
I’m not a pretender.
I just want to live with myself openly
And I’ll still do that vocally.
You can spread lies,
We will rise.
You can berate my identity,
I’ll still have a valid entity.
You can say it’s just a label,
Your opinion is worth less than the table’s.
Stop the clock,
Leave the transphobes in shock,
This is me.
I am the evil transgender they warned you of.
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Some of your rhymes are a bit of a stretch, but your sass comes through loud and clear and I love that. 😉