Literature
Beautiful Androgyny
Sometimes, I can convince myself it is just a phase,
And there will come a time I won't feel this way.
Those times come, and I desperately pine for the day...
Other days, I feel myself full of strength to accept,
And I think I can go ahead without a single regret.
That is when the thought of winning sounds like a safe bet.
Most of my lift is spent somewhere in between.
Certainty and confusion split by a line that is not clean.
Masculine and feminine aspects of me intermingling.
Maybe that is why I find such beauty in androgyny.
I love the idea of being able to be anything.
It is with elegance that I could be everything.