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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