Confused, constantly confused. That’s me… I wonder why? Is it the voices I hear every waking moment telling me what I should or shouldn’t do? The voices saying this is what girls do and this is what boys do? The voices saying this is what I did, this is what you’ll do?
I want to scream.
They don’t know what they’re doing to us, they’ve got our protection at heart… but my heart is confused now. What do I do?
"I like other girls, Mummy, but papa say no."
"It’s my life," I whisper… my skin, my hair, my eyes. Are the voices why I’m constantly confused? Contradicting myself regularly "yes Daisy, no Daisy, who the fuck knows Daisy" society