In the mirrorâs gaze, I see a soul so bright,
A spectrum of colors, not just black and white.
Fluid as the ocean, free as the breeze,
My identity dances like leaves on the trees.
Bound not by labels, nor by societyâs chains,
I find strength in my freedom, joy in my pains.
Every shade a story, every hue a dream,
In this vast spectrum, I find my true beam.
They try to box me, to define my core,
But Iâm more than their words, I am so much more.
A tapestry of feelings, a mosaic so grand,
My gender identity, a tale unplanned.
Embracing the unknown, I walk my own way,
Celebrating each moment, come what may.
For in this journey, I find my true voice,
In the spectrum of identity, I rejoice.