In Between Boxes
We are all placed in two boxes at birth
Boy or girl? Is always the main question
But there are many more genders on earth
Sometimes we don’t fit into a binary pre-possession
Sometimes those boxes just don’t work for us
Gender isn’t stationary, it’s fluid
Which bathroom do you use? Doesn’t get discussed
Asking for my pronouns is alluded
My only response is:
Why do we even have these boxes?
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