Broken

When we fall apart

Why do people hurt us

Use us

Sell us like objects 

Make us feel useless

Depending on whats between our legs

We're put in a category

A hateful one

Where all genders aren't treated equally

 Where we're forced to be someone else

Where our bodies need to be a certain way

But in the end

We all die

We're all broken in some way

We all have ghosts

Regrets

Our lives depend on our reputation

When we shouldn't care

But we do

That's how our lives end

Based on what we did

Everything goes down into history

That's why we fall apart,

Learn to show no emotion

So we can be known as acceptable 

Author's Note

This is all over the place, But so are my feelings.