Awefully Confused

I was born a little baby, doctor said, “It’s a boy!”
But ever since that moment, I ain’t felt a lot of joy.
I tried to walk in dad’s old shoes, but baby they don't fit,
So I Googled “What's my gender?” , and now I'm deep in it!

I'm awfully confused , but I kinda like the view!
From agender to bigender, there’s just so much I could do.
I’m a gender buffet sampler, piling up my plate,
With a dash of demiboy and girl , oh lord, I overate!

I met a maverique in Michigan, they danced like no one could,
Said, “Gender is a mystery , like jazz, but extra good.”
I dated a neutrois poet with a mind like outer space,
They whispered, “Xenogender thoughts just help me find my place.”

I'm awfully confused , and my pronouns come in packs!
One day I feel transfeminine, the next I’m stepping back.
Aporagender mornings and androgynous at noon,
By dinnertime I’m genderfluid , might change again by June!

I tried to be binary, oh what a sad affair...
But I found my joy in spectrum things that swirl through open air.
I met a two-spirit elder who just smiled and took my hand,
Said, “Kid, your gender’s jazz , not notes, but a whole damn band!”

I chilled with hijra royalty who sparkled like the sun,
Had tea with fa'afafine and we laughed ‘til day was done.
I salsa’d with a kathoey, we spun around the floor,
I waved to bakla beauties, and I found there's always more!

I'm awfully confused , and it's perfectly divine!
Demigirl, intergender, I'm not boxed in a line.
I don’t need no final answer, I just need a little groove,
So let me sashay through this life , I was born to gender-move!

So if you’re lost in genderland, just sing this happy song,
There’s room for every single self , and none of them are wrong.
I’m not broken, I'm not weird , just uniquely infused,
With a cocktail of identities... and baby, I’m amused!

**(Because...)**

I'm delightfully, frightfully,
Blissfully, rightfully ,
Aw-fuuuuully con-FUSED!