My Disguise

You all see me as a 

girl.

Sorry,

but it is just an

illusion.

I am a guy, 

A guy with a 

mask.

A mask like

what little kids 

wear on Halloween.

I do not like

dresses, 

heels, 

pink,

glitter,

or she.

I am a he.

Yes, I am coming out,

I am trans.

Not a girl,

not a lady,

not a woman,

not a she.

I am a 

boy,

guy,

male,

man,

dude.

I am he.

And he is me.

I take off my disguise

and put on a binder.

You finally see me as I truly am.

A guy. 

 

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