The Facade

If I were a boy,
So many things would be different.
I wouldn't be judged for caring about you,
And you might take my feelings seriously.
You might blame them on the hormones,
But at least it would only be natural.
Maybe you'd think about my lips,
The way I already think about yours.
I wouldn't have to bottle up my emotions.
Or put on a front like my chest doesn't ache.
If I were a boy,
I might not be put in the friend zone.
Maybe you'd really be with me,
Not a hundred miles away while you're in my arms.
Perhaps my feelings wouldn't be unrequited.
Then again, maybe it is just the hormones,
Just a young heart's phase.
I'm not a boy,
So I'll never know what might be.
And the façade carries on.