Found this in my files somewhere...

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Wrote this this past December, haven't posted it anywhere yet, but I thought maybe you folks would find something interesting in it.

What am I?
I am a person.

I am not a he
I am not a she
I am not an it
I am not a they
I am not a you

I am not the one to warrant your stare
at what I have up here or down there
I am not a thing, to watch and gape at
because my chest is round or flat

I exist in gender that takes no sides
no need to fit specific guides
My heart is what to judge me by
Be I both, between, gal or guy

To some, it seems, I am a threat
But one thing I must ask you yet
is have you looked beyond the body
to find what really makes somebody?

My soul is free and borderless
my mind is open, and shuns prejudice
I grow and learn, I meet new faces
at home, at work, and other places.

I’m happy being intersexed
I think that I am very blessed
to have the parts of both boy and girl
unlike so much of the rest of the world.

My body is whole, and not a half
despite how others may point and laugh.
I think and feel like woman and man
I experience things no others can

Am I better? Am I worse?
Is this condition some kind of curse?
I don’t believe I’m one or the other,
I’m just both at once sister and brother.

What I bring to those I know
is knowledge I hope will help them grow.
I’m not a curse, I’m not a vex,
I am who I am, I’m intersexed.