Naylene's Book Of Poems

Being Bisexual

It is almost 2016,

My grandma forgets things i say,

I try and tell her "Mom, I like girls and guys"
(Yes I call my grandmother mom, she was the one who raised me)

And every single time she reacts a different way,

She doesn't think that it's real,

That I like girls and guys.

She pretends my depression isn't real too, I think.

I've only come out to my grandma if you count her and some of my friends,

I know most of my family would be disgusted to learn that,

Their precious little girl likes girls,

It's just so wrong, to them at least,

They're all Christian and I don't think they'd be happy to learn this about me.

I don't know how they'd react if i ever brought home a girl instead of a guy,

Saying this is my girlfriend,

They'd probably think I meant girlfriend as a girl who's a friend,

I hardly trust my father anyways,

Would he use this against me, too?

I'm always so fearful he'll reject me,
That my family will reject me,

It's not like i can change who i am.

I'm still learning who I am,

But that doesn't mean that this is just a phase.

I know for sure that i like girls and guys,

I've kissed girls and I've kissed guys,
I feel the same way no matter if their female or male,

But don't tell me I'm a disgrace just because i like someone of the same sex,

Let me be true to myself,

Let me be recognized as Bisexual,

And not just a phase.