River
My identity is a river
Ever flowing, ever moving
Fluid, in and out of bigger bodies
My body is a river
It is mine to have and to hold
It is free; free to be molded and changed
You cannot grab rivers
Or hold them in your hands
As such, you cannot grab me and
Brand me for society
Mine is my identity
Mine to find, mine to choose
Mine to win and mine to lose
Not yours to label
Yours to bind
Yours to lose or yours to find
Somewhere in your binary of two
I’m in between and so is she
And he – and thee
So let me flow
And let me be,
You be you
And I’ll be me