girls were bees. gentle and soft but got known for their stingers. hopelessly working while nobody noticed; got yelled at for just doing their job. girls were doing their best and still got swatted out of the air like they were a pest. they got caught in glass jars until they suffocated. nobody looked twice when the bees were dying. nobody looks twice when it’s girls that are dying. somebody promises we’ll have robot bees soon and it’s a great idea. but did you know that bees dance, did you know they sing, did you know that they’re loyal and focused on community. you ever see a girl dance. this is what i mean.
Masculinity can be soft. Masculinity can be gentle. Masculinity can be whispers and shyness and pastel colours and flowers and all those things can be masculine if someone wants them to call them that. Masculinity and femininity are constructs - you don’t have to describe yourself or anything you like as either if you don’t want to.