Be A Man
The misery of war lies a heavy burden on my psyche
Every night, I question who I am and why I’m here, despite
My family’s need and my desire of adequacy
I have doubts of inner strength and my will to fight
I look at the men around me
Egos bigger than the Great Wall, eyes hungry for victory and lust
Is this what it’s like to be a man?
I look within myself and begin to trust
If my family finds out, I will surely be disowned
Or maybe not
A country only accepting of sons and not daughters?
Maybe I have a shot
It’s worth the risk of freedom
Freedom to be who I feel
My reflection will finally show who I am
My dreams will finally be real
So I cut my hair and my femininity
And I swallow my Testosterone and fear
I grow a smooth bravado
I burn my brassiere
Mulan? No, I am forever Ping
My pronouns are he, his and him
I will still be the hero and save China
Honor will be preserved, and my light shall not dim