If I beat you, or you beat me
It's all the affection we can't set free
We're taught to give, we're taught to take
Archaic structures we can't break
Gender sickness!
The audience can't hear Punch and
Judy's silent screams in silent movies
Bandages and lipstick traces
Cannot repair our broken faces
Passive agressive self-subversion
Our real desires are made perversions
Dysfunctional, dissatisfied
We destroy others to save our pride
We can't transcend our gender prisons
Caught in a loop of stifled visions
Imposed identities are paper-thin
Superimposed above our skin
Gender sickness!

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