Color Does Define Gender!

The Little Boy cries, He is at the age of 5. His mother is in his room... Changing him by force, How? Why? These questions linger our minds. She changes his clothes, they were too feminnem but then again they were from his sister. They were a poor family, but the mother was raised by a rich one. She Loathed the child's hair, It was too long for her liking, She decided to cut it, Snip and Rip. She Chopped it all off with one blunt cut, Clumps on the floor... The boy looks down and cries at the shame he has for his mother for doing so and the shame that he never spoke his mind. The boys walls were pink, it used to be his sister's room, He was amazed by the color anyways, His mother didn't like that he did. This was not how she wanted her son to act. She went out and bought blue paint, the pink wasn't a boy color. The young boy comes home from the park, walks in to see what she has began to do. His beautiful room, His beautiful Pink, it was covered partly now. He Screams out in tears of anger, and Beats against his mothers legs in a light unpainful way, he was only as tall as her knee. She Begins to stroke the paint brush again, She never cared about her son's wants. Pressing her beliefs, Blaming everyone but herself, so judgemental and wrong. The boy speaks his mind, he lashes out at her, "COLOR DOES NOT DEFINE GENDER!!". He was shocked that he had said that but the boy loved wearing his sisters clothes, he love his long lush hair, and most of all he loved his beautiful pink walls....