Hi, I'm bi

Hi I’m bi:

You’re wondering why?

Well I like girls and I like guys
It’s not just something I wanted to *try*
And it’s definitely not me living a lie

If there’s someone cute I spy
Then I might give them the eye

No matter the gender if I think they’ll reply
If I don’t play shy (but I’ll probably play shy)

And it’s not a phase by the by
I’m not straight and haven’t met the right guy
I’m not gay and won’t let my rainbow flag fly

You *can* like both genders (or all or none) fyi
And your ignorance just makes me want to cry

I don’t agree with what you’re trying to imply
It’s my rage that keeps me tongue-tied

So if you think to vie
What I choose to live by
Who are you to ask who am I?

I am a friend and I am an ally
Your expectations I will defy
I’m open-minded, sweet as pie (though sometimes wry)
And no matter my choices I will testify
I will not deny

I. Am. Bi.

So I've been muddling with the idea of a musical. Here, have some song lyrics.

It's based on preconceptions and it's meant to be a comedy

Being A Blonde

Iiiii am the girl with golden hair

It tends to fly everywhere

But I don’t care

For iiiiin it’s beauty and it’s radiance

It gives me a confidence

I’d like to share

It’s briiighter than any gold

And as well I’ve been told

It could outshine the sun

So whyyyy

Because of my hue do all of you

Continue to insist I can’t resist

That cause of my hair that’s everywhere

I must. Be. Dumb?

I mean really

Is that all you see

When you look at me?

Can it be?

I mean really

Does it matter so

That my hair’s aglow?

Don’t you know?

Just because my hair shines with a wondrous golden light

Doesn’t mean that in my head I’m not very bright

Just because my hair is a particular shade or hue it

Doesn’t mean the rest of me is particularly stupid

I’ve got the grades to prove it

I suppose it doesn’t change it

I can’t really rearrange it

What you think and say

I suppose I could talk and talk and talk

Until I’m blue and you’d just walk away

So I suppose until I go and dyyye my hair

You’ll keep thinking that there’s just a peanut in there

Being Redhead

 

Because of my head
I must stay in bed
For if I should leave
I would get teased
And mocked at
And laughed at
And beaten

I must have no soul
I must be so cold
For it must be
I have no fee-
Lings at all
Not an ounce
So I get trounced

I’m a red-head
So they hit me
Til I’m senseless
Cause it’s funny
Well it’s not!

Kick a ginger
Watch her crying
Try it mister
Cause we’re not buying
It

She must be faking it
She has to be faking it
Cause she’s just cold
Cause she has no soul
So it can’t hurt at all
Here watch her fall

Again

Being Brunette

I’m a brunette
And I’m pretty
I’m a brunette
And I’m witty

So guess what?

I’m a slut

I’m a brunette
And I’m kind
I’m a brunette
And I speak my mind

So you know what?
I’m a slut

I can’t just be nice
I can’t just be sweet
In a paradise
Oh it would be neat

If I wasn’t a whore
Because of my col“ore”

No matter how many no’s
No matter how many but’s
As far as it goes
I must be a slut

Can’t have guy friends
I must be doing em
Can’t have girl friends
I must *want* to be doing em

...Or I *am* doing em

I can’t deny it
No ifs, ands or buts
They’ll say I’m lying
Cause I’m just a slut

Being Gay (unfinished)

Hey I’m gay!

Watch me be fey!

Utterly fab and a-ok!

Have to be grand!

Can’t be who I am…

I don’t like sparkles,

I don’t like flounce,

don’t wanna prance,

don’t wanna bounce!

‘Tween grey and pink,

sure, I’d choose the latter,

but why does it matter?

Just cause I like dudes,

I have to choose

between ratty jeans

and high-top shoes?

So They Say

So they say

Sticks and stones may break your bones

But names will never hurt you

I don’t think so

Cause I have been there before

And I know there’s more than what you’re saying

What you’re saying

I don’t need that

I don’t want that

I don’t deserve that

I don’t need that

I don’t want that

I don’t like that

I don’t deserve that

Cause I have been there before

And I know there is more than what you’re saying

What you’re saying

So they say

So they say

So they say

Stick and stones may break your bones

But words will never hurt you

I don’t think so

Cause I’ve been here a million times before

And I know this is more than what you’re saying

What are you saying

What aren’t you saying

Cause I know the words you’re holding back

Will break my heart

I don’t want that

But I know

But I know there’s more

Than what you’re saying

What aren’t you saying

Say it

Cause they say

They say

Sticks and stones may break your bones

But names will never hurt you
I don’t think so

I really don’t think so