Not Real

Not Real

A Poem by Kye R H

On disability, orientation, gender, and sex deemed non-existent.

I hear the chanting in the back of my mind. I don't exist.
From doctors, from family,
from peers, from politicians,
 from super store toy sections and the neat line down isles
sorting antiperspirant
into genders.
Fox News panels debate whether or not my sexuality exists.
Leagues of doctors have decided 
my disability is not profitable enough to be taken seriously.
Bring in the experts, my gender is unfounded
call the police: this one doesn't fit into the sex binary 
xx xxx xo x xxy xy
I threaten the safety of the neat category delusion
I threaten the system designed to keep the disabled easy to deal with in schools.
I have to prove every aspect of myself to earn the right to be recognized.
I have to be the best in order to be half valid. 
R e a l i t y is shaking
S e l f  p e r c e p t i o n is arguing with itself.
When you're told you're not real long enough
you star t to b e l iev e you r e a li e
heroes in duster coats won't save    reality     now
why would they try when
I'm Not Real
n o t  r e a l
a phase
it's all in your head, dear
your disease is just stress, dear
f**k you all

© 2016 Kye R H

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People disgust me when they feel different sexualaties other than straight are 'just a phase'. They don't understand that it's nothing like that. We grow up to be who we want and it shouldn't matter if we fall in love with someone of the same sex or not. It's our decision in the end, screw other people's opinions. This is a new generation from what our parents and relatives grew up in, it's okay to switch things up, make things new. We should be free to be whoever we want, however we want without having to face constant criticisms from those around us. It's our life, not theirs!

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Added on August 20, 2014
Last Updated on May 10, 2016
Tags: lgbt, mogai, mogii, disability, intersex


Kye R H
Kye R H


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