What Am I?
Nowadays, I hesitate for a second in front of the washrooms
Before reluctantly going into the women's room
Somehow, this doesn't feel quite right
In gym class,
"Girls line up on this side, boys on that side"
I cringe as I go line up with the girls
It didn't used to stand out to me so much,
But now those little words echo loudly in my ears:
"She"... "her"... "daughter"... "sister"... "miss"... "young woman"...
"Girl" "girl" "girl" "girl" "girl"
Is this really what I am?
"Girl" "girl" "girl" "girl" "girl"
What am I really?
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