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Poem: This Will Make Sense When I’m Older

Im young, maybe 8 or 9
There’s this girl and she looks nice.
Why do I care? Boys do too.
This will make sense when I’m older.

I’m grown now, I think 13.
I have a girlfriend for now.
She leaves and I hurt inside.
This will make sense when I’m older.

I’ve grown again, 15 now.
I’ve got a new girlfriend now.
She leaves. My male friend seems cute.
This will make sense when I’m older.

I’ve grown a bit, still 15.
He ends up being a tool.
My heart has broken again.
This will make sense when I’m older.

I’m 16. Bisexual.
Don’t feel I can tell my fam.
Told my girlfriend though. She’s nice.
This will make sense when Im older.

One more year and girlfriend gone.
She’s replaced by my “true love.”
Feel this could last forever.
This will make sense when I’m older.

It fell apart. All my fault.
It fell apart. ALL my fault.
It fell apart. ALL MY FAULT.
This will make sense when I’m older.

The next year isn’t so great.
I want to die and try to.
Think I can’t love anymore.
This will make sense when I’m older.

I’m 19 now. I found God.
I finally have feelings.
It’s a lot. This girl seems nice.
This will make sense when I’m older.

Didn’t think it would matter.
A guy dating me? Doubt it.
Turns out i was super wrong.
This will make sense when I’m older.

21. Boyfriend loves me.
He asks me to marry him.
I say yes. People aren’t keen.
This will make sense when I’m older.

23. Living with him.
Being bi isn’t easy.
But life goes ever onward.
This will make sense when I’m older.

Signed: Your friendly neighbourhood queer