I Don't Know

That one question I dread answering. What's your sexuality? In the moment I either say I'm straight or bisexual. The truth is, I'm neither. I don't know what I am. You don't just expect someone like me to jump into hot water and make it the colors of the rainbow. Or in cold water, and expect it to turn pink. When I dip into that water, the colors morph into a chaotic, blinding disaster. A magic spell gone completely wrong. Haywire. Crazy. Pulled in both directions until my body is almost ripped in half. I go up, down, side to side. I go everywhere, like a blender on the high setting, only its out of control. Maybe I'll find the one answer I've been looking for. Maybe it will be left unanswered.