Your Baby's Gender is Pink

From the moment you are the size of an avocado

Your entire life is already planned out for you

If you have “male” genitalia

Your room will be blue.

Your favorite color will also be blue, or maybe green if you’re different.

You will like sports

If you choose music, you will play saxophone or trumpet, maybe tuba

You might grow up to be an athlete

Or maybe just an accountant,

That would be fine

As long as you are normal

If you have “female” genitalia

Your room will be pink.

Your favorite color will also be pink, or maybe yellow if you’re different

You will like to cook and clean

If you choose music, you will play flute, or clarinet, maybe oboe

You might grow up to be a secretary

Or maybe just a housewife

That would be fine

As long as you are normal

If you are a boy

You should be masculine

You should like girls

You should be a manly man

If you are a girl

You should be feminine

You should serve men

You should be a girly girl

These roles are meant to be strictly followed

Only strewn from when absolutely necessary

However these roles, these rules

Do not work for everyone

And as soon as too many don’t work for you

It is no longer fine

You are no longer normal

If you don’t like the color you are meant to like, that is okay

You’re just edgy,

They will pay no attention after the first glance

If you don’t like the tasks and pastimes you should

You’ll just have a different friend group

You may be closer to a different parent than originally planned,

If you choose an instrument that doesn’t “fit your gender”

You’ll get a few extra looks

“A girl on trumpet?”

“Spunky.” They’ll say and pass you by.

Once a woman becomes a ceo or a man a stay at home dad

Heads will turn

Questions will be asked

There will be second glances

It’s starting to get a tad stranger than normal.

Even worse would be non-heterosexuality

That’s where the final line is drawn.

However you can do worse than that

Non-Cis-conforming?

Oh definitely not

You’ve strayed too far from the rules.

You must like the gender you’re meant to

You must be the gender that matches the sex

You must be sick

You are not normal

It is not fine

You should now be sent to camp

To be fixed

By whatever means necessary

That means electrocution

That means forced self-harm

Something is wrong

You must be broken

So you must be repaired

By any means necessary you must return to normal

You must follow the rules

The rules are the only way society functions

Men liking women

Women liking men

Males being “boys”

Females being “girls”

That is the only way

You don’t know how to be normal?

Welcome to the club then

We always put out extra seats