I've told you now,
Please try to understand,
I'm not messed up in the head,
Or about to go mad.

I know how to block you out,
If you go on and on,
But I'll **** well correct you,
If you get something wrong.

I know that in school,
I'll face insults and mocking,
But I'll just smile and tell you,
No matter how shocking.

I denied to the ground,
And told to the sky,
That you weren't all wrong,
When you asked if I'm bi.

But the suffix here,
Is not what you expect,
Because I'm bigender,
It's nowt to do with ***.

That simple fact,
Will be run away with and grown,
Into something vastly more,
Than what is certain and known.

But I'm free at least,
To just live my way,
Maybe one day you'll accept,
Both me and May