​What even am I?

What even am I? By Rose (aka me)
A daughter and a sister a friend and a cousin
Am I short or tall am I daft or dim
Am I fat or skinny or ugly or pretty
Am I talented or not or even worth a thought
Am I fun to be with or a bore to have around
Am I cared for or loved or lost or found
What even am I?
A girl who isn’t quite the same as the girls who share her name
But I’m not that different there’s only a few things but do they make me hated is life worth living?
Bc I like girls as well as boys and sometimes I don’t want to wear my boobs
I’m not saying I hate them but they seem a nusense
I don’t want to be a boy I love my femininity but I feel like I could use the fluidity
sometimes I feel strong and masculine and I don’t want to wear my hair pins
Sometimes I hate my body and want to leave it but sometimes I love my image when my clothes fit
I don’t wear bras bc I think women should be free
I cry when I feel ugly cuz
What even am I? A girl or a boy
A prize or a toy or a love worthy women
But I’m not a lady I’m a lad of sorts I’m a lad with boobs and I love to play sports
Women do sports to so that doesn’t say much but i don’t feel like a girl anymore I feel like me so
What even am I?
I’m not a boy I’m not a women I’m a girl who thinks gender norms are stupid
Just cuz I’m a girl doesn’t mean I have to wear a dress
I can be tuff and manly if that’s what I do best
It doesn’t mean I’m not a girl cuz I believe that’s how I was born but if I wanna wear a suit I will not be torn
So what even am I?
I am rose and I struggle with self image but no matter what it’s me in the mirror and I’ll dress how I want untill I see clear