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Life.Growing up I thought


Life.

Growing up I thought I was normal,

But I knew that it was a lie and that I was abnormal.

I am a polygamous bi, but I have to hide in the closet

Afraid of being hated from being stereotypically different.

It wasn't that long ago until I found my support

From there, I realized that I can't abort.

Giving me hope to help others who are struggling,

I will try my best in juggling.

Don't give up because different is not a bad thing;

It's only a reason to shine brightly like a pure diamond ring.

 

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