DtL-Androgyny

Androgyny.

She slips on her boxers; two sizes to big
The usual taping of the breasts
(Not daddy’s little girl today
I’m mummy’s little soldier).
The other kids all think he’s a handsome boy
And all the girls fawn about him
But Christopher is a really a Christine
Much as she lies about it.

And in this androgyny;
Who are you going to be
Men’s underwear fits so much better
Than the under-wire of that padded bra
I say I’m offering you a chance at a new identity
Join us in our androgyny
Who knows who we’re going to be.

The heels fit so well on his too small feet
Make-up making his face to be a woman
(I’m not wrong like this, I fit like this
I could be an actual girl)
The other kids think he’s a strange boy
But a good looking girl
Jack, he really was a Jill
But he wasn’t made for that part.

And in this androgyny;
Who will you be
High heels and evening dresses
Livens up a closet of suits and shirts
Maybe you’ll find your true identity
Living in androgyny
Who are you going to be?

She’s so confused; man and woman
She likes the fit of the boxers, the support of the bra
(Easier to be a whole different person each time
Than know they’re looking, confused as to why)
Andrea, she slips on her high heels and skirts
While Andrew, he wears his jeans and t-shirts
They say, such a pretty boy, such a handsome girl
Shame we don’t know which is real.

In this androgyny;
Who you going to be
High heels on Tuesday, hint of perfume
By Wednesday you’re no longer a bride but a groom
Slip in and out of endless possibilities
The chance of a new identity
I love this androgyny.