Gender Reality

I could be a she, I could be a he,
I could be anyone I believe to be, 
because gender is not my reality. 

I could grow my hair till my knees,
or I could shave it all, go bald,
defying social norms.
Happily, proud, with glee, 
because gender is not my reality. 

I wake up on days and detest my body.
I don't like being a woman, 
because some days, I feel too strongly. 

I go to sleep some days, wishing I was a man,
so I could avoid being scanned, 
every time I walk out the door looking glam. 

But I am more than my skin, 
crumbling like the stone beneath your feet.
I'm more than my name & my job description,
I'm more than your confined social perceptions,  
as I walk ahead of your gender bias convictions.

I could be a prisoner of this world's reality 
or I could be the breaker of laws, 
that defy me from living freely. 

I could be the co-pilot of some one's else's vehicle of dreams, 
or I could accelerate my own, at a customized speed. 
I could be a man and cook you the best meal, 
I could be the woman who rides you behind my bullet 350 cc.

I could be neither of those and still 
breathe the same atmosphere, 
In which u exist.
Because gender is not my reality. 

Gender should not define you and me.
It can be altered between he or she.
Now there are more pronouns to define how we feel. 
Have you heard of Ze?
We can be addressed as we chose to exist. 

I could be a she, I could be a he, I could even be Ze.
I could be anyone I believe to be 
because gender will never be my reality.

A mathematics graduate turned IR scholar, Sharan Ahluwalia currently works in the development sector, advocating #RightToEducation for all underprivileged children. Working at the intersection of society and technology, Sharan likes to voice her thoughts on politics, culture, society and art in the form of poetry and articles.