I am the girl. The one you

stare at as I hold my lover.

her hand, your stares

your hate, my fear

I am the girl. The one you,

my selfproclaimed friend,

wince away from when

my rainbow's revealed.

I am the girl. The one you

say you can change.

I am straight you say.

I just need a real man.

I am the girl. The one you

break up with when

I tell you I am bi.

I'm not gay enough.

We are the girls. The ones you

lock in closets and push away.

You drain our rainbows.

Together, we will fill them.