To you, I am a doll,
to clothe in the garments
of your imagination.
With Feelings not mine,
Thoughts I never had,
Intentions I do not harbor.
Then set me down to tea
with the other victims
of your ignorance.
But I am not a doll,
not yours to play with,
and I will dress as I like.
Note: ´Doll´ here, should be read as ¨an inanimate object to be played with¨ and not a reference to Transfeminine individuals. (I mean, it should be obvious, but just to make sure...)