GROWING UP I NEVER REALLY REALIZED THAT I HAD DIFFERENT FEELING TOWARDS GIRLS THAN I DID GUYS
I THOUGHT THAT YOUR HEART RACING WAS NORMAL WHENEVER YOU SAW A BEAUTIFUL GIRL
I THOUGHT IT WAS NORMAL TO BLUSH IF MY HAND WAS ACCIDENTALLY BRUSHED BY THAT OF A  BEAUTIFUL GIRL
I REALIZED THAT WHEN I GREW UP THAT IT WAS UNUSUAL AND IF YOU FELT THAT WAY ABOUT THE SAME *** THAT YOU WERE DIFFERENT AND IN SOME CASES YOU'D BE SHAMED
I NEVER REALIZED UNTIL I GREW OLDER THAT YOU WERE SHAMED FOR WHAT GENDER MAKES YOUR HEART RACE AND YOUR CHEEKS BLUSH AND YOUR LEGS SHAKE AND ILL BE ****** TO BE ASHAMED OF WHO MAKES MY SKIN TINGLE BY THE LIGHTEST TOUCH OF THEIR FINGERTIPS

I will never understand
Society’s preference for love.
It is made out to be
Such a beautiful emotion
In songs and movies.
So why can’t everyone feel it?
Is there no Freedom of emotion?
Love is to be shared
Between two emotion feeling
things
Right?
So a man and a man can love each other.
A woman and a man.
A woman and a woman.
What is so wrong with that?
Social media is filled with same *** couples,
Happily together
For years upon years.
So why shouldn’t they tie the knot?
Do you realize that you’re making them feel less human
Because they don’t have the same
Privileges as straight couples.
Bullying is made illegal in multiple states,
Bullying includes not allowing people into
You’re group.
So how about we stop bullying
Men that love men
And women that love women.
We are all equal.

Dear whoever this concerns,

I have come up with a solution with my little problem.
My little problems that concerns sexuality.
I must know what gender I like at this very moment.
I little innocent 15 year old who struggles with this more than she struggles with breathing.
You asked me if I would date her and I said yes, but I'm not gay.
You asked me if I would date him and I said yes, but I'm not straight.
You told me I was confused if I didn't know who I liked.
What body parts I wanted to touch when I had ***.

I've said many times how I do not wish to have *** and you never
cared.
"You're too young to think like that" my mother would say but
am I?
All of the other kids are having *** and kissing and I don't want to.
I really just don't want to, but it's because I'm 15?
Because my hormones haven't kicked in?
I don't believe so, and it's not that you raised me to not want that.
I believe there is something that we don't know yet.

Maybe if we didn't give a **** about what we yearned for.
What we wanted when we fell asleep at night or woke up in the morning.
What we think when we look at someone attractive.
Or what we think when they talk or laugh.
Or what their body looked like in a certain outfit.
What we thought of their haircut.
The possibilities of thoughts towards the same and different gender
go on.

But what if we didn't care about that?
What if we solely focused on whether or not they made us happy.
It doesn't matter their personality, only if they made us happy.
Happiness is important like my father told me.
To not be happy is a sad thing and it breaks others hearts.

So I have decided that if I'm happy when I'm with someone then that means I'm happy.
I don't care their personality, appearance, their history, or anything like that.
I will focus on how they make me feel.
How they will make me feel will be happy.
Something I've never really been.