Cross my t well!

Cross my t well! A Poem by Spacks

What pains me,

making a Transgender person,

the "topic" of ridicule,

among LGBIQQ,

What bugs me,

is this,

I join an LGBIQQ community,

I bring my "T,"

while there some ask:

where did you cross the t?

why don't you cross your t?

when do you cross your t?

why do you cross your t?

meanwhile,

they squeeze me out of the space,

they say,

the eyelashes are long!

Long! Duh!

They say,

the Mascara make up is....

kind of gross!

Gross? Hello!

I am a covergirl,

this is who I am,

this is who we are,

I have my mascara rights,

like you have your vagina rights,

I have my dress rights,

like you have your douche rights,

I have my powder rights,

like you have your top rights,

I have my boot rights,

like you have your bottom rights,

I have my sexual rights,

my gender rights, 

my bedroom rights,

my kitchen rights,

my catwalk rights,

my bathroom rights,

my microphone rights,

you have to respect that,

as I yours too,

together we have a burden,

the burden of responsibility,

stop dissing my rights,

and yes I crossed my t well.