Label

Everything seems like a cage

So eager to confine

But society is thrilled to define

We learn to ask questions like

“Who do you like?”

Girls? Boys?

And “What are you?”

A girl? A boy?

Settling for the extremes,

We learn to reject the spectrum in between

When directed at me, I'm not sure how to answer

I toss my hands up

I swear

And ask what does it matter

I’ve never been good at math

So I don’t understand what these questions add up to

It’s not me and I think there’s more to you too

My own mom has called me insane

Because to me all these question seem inane

Society might call it defining

I call it limiting,

Superficial,

inconsequential

So, kindly, keep all the labels

As that discussion is no longer on the table

If you want to know me,

Instead ask about colors,

For they fill me with wonders

That discussion can truly reveal what’s within

With no repercussion

Let’s talk about the rainbow

Rather than something so shallow