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this poem should be spoken word, but i am too lazy and awkward. so here you go.

((i was inspired my savannah brown's 'hi im a slut' just you'll see how))

hi, i'm bisexual.
i am told my sexuality is not real, or that i am confused, or that i am greedy.

hi, i'm bisexual.
half gay and half straight, able to ignore my attraction to the same gender so i can marry a man like "normal".

hi, i'm bisexual.
something that is greeted with confused looks as if i told them untrue and bizarre.

hi, i'm bisexual.
assumedly as equally into men and i am into women, perfectly in the centre of the two.

hi, i'm bisexual.
torn apart by being told that i am not valid or that i have to choose.

hi, i'm bisexual.
told the love i have for a woman cannot equal the love i have for a man.

hi, i'm bisexual.
pushed to the side because i am not one or the other because i "want" to be different.

so, hi, i'm bisexual.
i am a valid human being, with a real sexuality and your criticism and lack of understanding will not stop me from loving who i love.

^^ written based off of stories i've been told, people i've talked to and my own experiences