NOTE: This poem may not be suitable for all readers as it deals with sexual orientation. Skip it now if you can't handle such a topic. I wrote all on my own, and I am thinking about delivering it in my speech class what do you think?
Coming Out and Going In
For those who don't know, I am bisexual by the way
It means I am both straight and gay
When people think of love, they of a man and woman.
When I think of love, I think of a man OR woman.
When I came out, I was more than ecstatic
Even though my parents' reaction was erratic
I was in the closet far too long, far too late
I was admittedly pretending I was straight
Nobody knew, a secret unrevealed
I thought my fate was eternally sealed
The ridicule would linger for hours I hear
Which was ultimately my greatest fear
Pretending to be something else was a solution quick
I really did think I was being expertly slick
My brain was crying, and my heart wanted to shout
Everything inside me wanted the revelation to come out.
But I worried and thought, what will I become?
The trusted friend, or the epitome of dumb?
The day finally came when I was really glee
When all is said and done, I was finally free
I felt my confidence start to rise
Which to me, was a total surprise.
I originally intended to feel sad and crappy
But all I feel is uplifted and happy.
It feels as if I lifted a huge weight off my shoulder
I was glad to have pushed that final boulder.
Now I am entering a world, which to me is unknown
And I am glad to hear, that I am not alone.
A ride for my life, but where will I go?
Hopefully it's nothing more than a charming tableau.
Love or loss, what ever that comes my way,
I am prepared, no matter what the price to pay.
I'd rather be proud of what I am
Rather than continue and untruthful sham.
Don't worry, I don't like my men straight like and arrow
I like my men with a mind un-narrow.
I don't like my women platinum blonde and fake
I like my women to be any color, model, and make.
Bisexuality has gotten a bad rap
Mostly due to some verbal mishap
Even though the mean names lead to sorrow,
I always remember, there is always a tomorrow
Many call bisexuality nothing but mutiny
I think of it as equal opportunity
If you are in hiding, for fun or for your health
Don't be afraid to come out. Just be yourself.