Rainbow Girls
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.
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