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Gender Queer

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By Muzica-chan   |   Watch
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Published: December 20, 2011
Sometimes, I feel the man inside of me
Other times, the woman struggles to come out
In the end, I know there is no end
That is why I want to just balls up and shout

"GENDER QUEER!"

You see, this is what I am
Not quite a woman
But never to be considered a man

What is gender queer?
You may be asking
And I'll tell you that
It depends on whose answering

What gender queer means to me
Finally hacking of "what god gave me"
And waking proudly down the street
Skin exposed and questions raised
People as uncertain and confused
As when I hide inside of a hoodie
Inside of skin
Inside of what I could be.

To me, gender queer means
That I am of boundaries
For the gender binary
I am safe from labels
Of male or female, at least
It means that I can be free
Inside of my skin
Or out in public

What gender queer means to me
Modifying what I have
Until I am finally happy
No longer leered at as a weak woman
No longer mocked as a frail man
But a strong individual
Transcending skin, maybe dabbling in sin
All to find the beauty that surely lurks within

Gender queer means to me
To finally be somewhat free
No longer trophy or competitor
Not just a set of tits or a dick
Never a soft woman or a hard man

I'd be known as an individual
With a mind, a heart, a sense of fashion
All my own
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If I am to be known for a part of my body
Let it be my hips
Not quite "child-birthing" wide
Far beyond "masculine ideal"
But beautiful and strong
That is their appeal.


Looking at my body, making a list of things I want to modify. Long story short, my hips and lips were probably the only thing not on the list.
Now, by modify, I don't mean surgery, at least not for all of it. The top dangly bits, maybe, but there are some days when they don't bother me, so I might just stick with binding.
Need to do more sit ups, because I want abs, damnit. :I
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Sabacat13's avatar
I think I love this. Awesomely written!
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TheSandHutStudent Traditional Artist
Be happy you really dont have child-bearing hips and dem chesticles can be binded. Sometimes i wish i could pretend to be a man but such things hinder my dreams :'<
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I: I have serious hips. Like, my mother who has had three kids isn't as hippy as I am, but luckily they are easier to hide. I feel for you though. <3 It sucks not being able to present yourself how you want to. Stupid bodies. :I
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organblowerHobbyist Writer
This is really well written, Galen. Abs btw are mostly genetic. Some days you just have to acknowledge the pen is mightier than the gym membership.
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D: Both my little brother and father have abs, so I should be lucky on that genetic!
xD The pen gets more attention from me at least~
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HinfallendHobbyist Writer
Abs are a bitch to get :/ I wish you luck, Eleie.
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I know, but they look so awesome. >w< Thank you xD
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HinfallendHobbyist Writer
I know~ I want abs too, but I'm too lazy to work for them :P
Muzica-chan's avatar
:poke::poke::poke::poke::poke::poke: Hop to it! =D We'll work for them together. Maybe make it a contest. Whoever gets abs first gets to force the other to write something for them. xDD
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HinfallendHobbyist Writer
:cuddle::hug::glomp::huggle: Too lazy~ But I shall try...After Christmas >.> Too much candy for me to even attempt it.
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xDDD I suppose that is true.
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