Pink, Yellow, and blue.
To you, they're just colours with no meaning.
To me,
they show who I am
what I stand for
and who I love.
Pink is for the women in my perspective.
The kind, helpful, soft hearted women.
I love them all equally, no matter their looks,
name,
where they're from.
As long as they love me back.
Yellow is the ones in between.
I am that single colour.
I don't associate with my gender given at birth all the time,
but sometimes I do.
And I have the ability to love others like me.
Because I don't care about the gender of a person.
Blue is for the men.
The gender I "should" be with in society's eyes.
Yes, I like them too,
but very,
VERY
few.
I prefer pink over blue,
but I still would gladly choose you if had to be you.
I am the three colours.
The colours of people like me.
I am pansexual.
And it's my own proof of identity.
YOU ARE READING
Kenn's Book Of Poems
PoetryWelcome to my book of poems, made by me. Every time I write a song, I'll put a fragment of it in, or just put a regular poem in. Are you ready for another bad poem?
