Am I a man, or am I a woman?
This question I ask myself every day
I look in the mirror and see a form of a woman, but it doesn’t feel right
But yet, being a man doesn’t fit that form either
So, what am I?
What could possibly fit into what I feel like,
I can wear dresses and feel like a woman, or a tux and feel like a man,
Yet, neither is correct.
But then, what am I?
I search online, desperate for an answer.
Being on the verge of tears to finally see myself as something that fits,
What am I? I ask myself once again.
But then, like a vibrant light in my deep darkness,
I find my answer,
I find what fits me best.
The middle ground.
Neither a man nor a woman,
I sigh in relief that I can finally be comfortable in my skin.
I can finally be comfortable with who I am.
No longer using he or she pronouns, but they/them pronouns.
So what am I?
I am Non-Binary.