I know who I am

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They ask me if I'm confused?

They ask me if it's a phase?

They tell me it's a choice. That I wasn't born this way.

They tell me it's wrong, they tell me it's not okay.

They say I'm just a slut.

They say I want attention.

But... 

WHAT THEY SAY IS WRONG,

Because what they don't do is listen.

My love is not defined by gender

My love is not defined by a penis or a vagina.

My love can NOT be defined. 

Because...

I don't see gender. 

I see the person on the inside.

Man or woman.

Female or Male.

It's in God's hands who I fall in love with....

Whether it be a girl or boy. My love can NOT be defined. 

And..

I am bisexual. 

No, mom, I am not confused

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