They/them
I wouldn’t even use those pronouns if this wasn’t a ridiculous world
Imagine a world where everyone just had their own words to refer to themselves
Something created out of childhood
A language that didn’t put emphasis on what gender a person was
Maybe we’d refer to people as the creature they felt most connected to in childhood
Maybe we’d call them by their good deeds
Maybe some wouldn’t have any words to refer to themselves at all and that would be fine
It would be fine to be different because we’d have all accepted that we’re each as different as we are the same as eachother
Each our own universe
Each our own experience of life
Different beings playing out our lives
In a togetherness
But the togetherness is gone
I do not live in a community
I live in a city with micro communities that I don’t belong in
I know I would miss this place if I left
The nature of this beautiful, wonderful place
But I am not of this land
And I am not of any other
Maybe I really am an alien
Maybe I really just don’t speak their language
More begging
Sleeping instead of begging
You will never understand this
You never will
I’m sure it’s a beautiful glass castle
Everyone I speak to wants a revolution
Why are we starting civil war instead?
This community idea
I have been good
I don’t correct people usually when they get my pronouns wrong I just let it go
Just another prick of the needle
Just one more time someone didn’t see me
No one knows me
No one really tries to
I’ve always taken an interest in others
Never the other way around
I want someone to notice me
I don’t want to be invisible anymore
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