I'm not like you;
I'm bisexual & proud of it;
I'm not like you.
I owe myself an apology for being untruthful to myself.
'You total waste of space, ' I say to myself in the mirror;
'You're a failure'
'You appear too manly to act femine'
'You behave too femine for a straight man'
'You're frail.'
'Your fixation with straightness will not make you a better or happier person.'
'You're to emotional'.
I owe myself an apology for all the horrible evenings when I tore myself apart;
Over imagined shortcomings & disputes.
I owe myself an apology for believing I could never live for myself;
For believing I could never live as a proud bisexual black guy.
Hiding behind a ruse;
Pretending till my face becomes blue;
'I want to love myself! ' I owe it to myself;
'I want to be my true self! ' I scream, I cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice ink. Strangely I doubt living in our own skin is easy for many teenagers or adults in fault finding societies, accepting ourselves making peace with ourselves is a difficult step into adulthood, live and let live a good life choice.
I wrote the poems 'Living In Our Own Skin', 'Life Skin Transitions' and 'People Abuse Recovery Programs', inspired by the poem 'Bisexual & Proud', by the poet Nahna James and dedicated to the poet Nahna James.
I wrote the poems 'Teenage Metamorphosis: Transitions Adult Lives', 'Hybrid Bodies Minds', 'Finding Our Place' and 'Living Kind Hearted', inspired by the poem 'Bisexual & Proud', by the poet Nahna James and dedicated to the poet Nahna James.
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