She's Bi
He's hot, she's not.
That's how they want it to be.
Why can't they spot
That that's not right to me.
If she's cute then she's hot.
Why do I care what they think?
If he's not then he's not,
They've pushed me to the brink.
It doesn't matter what they look like,
It's all about personality,
As long as they're nice on the inside,
That's all that matters to me.
I think it's obvious that I like two.
Why can't you just take the clue?
