Mom, I’m bi

Dear mom

I’m writing you a poem,

For you to know

Who I became

A while ago.

I’m not a perfect person

Therefore you need to know

I need to tell you,

So here I go…

I’m coming out

Out of hiding

I don’t know,

Being bi

Makes me more subsiding

Mom,

Please accept me

It’s just who I am

Who I am

Meant to be