No More Dysphoria

Worried about passing so I shave my head
Feeling dysphoric so I bind my breasts
Sometimes I want to feel pretty, so I put on a dress
Now I'm just a girl with a flatter chest

Everyone at work still calls me she
Explaining the binary is too exhausting for me
So I clench my fists and I will try to accept it
Not sure if it's worth it to try and correct it

So I put on my tie
And lace up my shoes
And wear my Sunday's best
Cause when I step outside my apartment
I'll try not to feel so oppressed

Wanna shave my legs, 'cause the long hair it itches
But if I do I know that it's not gonna fix this
Fix these mixed feelings of who I really am
No more dysphoria, that is my plan

So I put on my tie
And lace up my shoes
And wear my Sunday's best
Cause when I step outside my apartment
I'll try not to feel so oppressed

Can't stand how I look or fit in society's mold
Of how a lady walks and talk and acts, fuck your gender roles
Guess what I'm saying is that I am doomed
To getting periods, and using the woman's bathroom

So I put on my tie
And lace up my shoes
And wear my Sunday's best
'Cause when I step outside my apartment
I'll try not to feel so oppressed