SexualityA Poem by JillyBeanThis is about being asexual in a world where few people understand what that means. This one goes out to all of those asexuals who have ever felt alone and/or misunderstood in their sexuality.When you think 'sexuality,' three words come to mind. But I'm not: Gay Straight Or bi. I'm asexual. Being asexual doesn't mean that: I hate people I don't have a gender Or there is something wrong with me. It just means I'm not sexual. Just because I don't want to have sex Doesn't mean that: I'm screwed up I had a bad experience I'm a scared little virgin I'm a prude Or I still haven't found 'The One.' It's because I'm asexual. You can't cure me because asexuality isn't a disease. It's a waste of money to send me to: A therapist A hypnotist A doctor Or neurologist. I'm not sick. I don't think that: Sex is gross No one should have sex Or people having sex don't have 'pure' love. Sex just isn't for me. I'm just like everyone else. I'm not cold and unfeeling. I can: Make friends Laugh Cry Sympathize Feel anger Become jealous Mourn And be happy. I'm asexual, but: I can still fall in love. © 2011 JillyBeanAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJillyBeanDEAboutI'm a college student. I write when I'm in the mood to write. I've tried several times to write decent length stories, but sort of get stuck somewhere near the second chapter. If I do ever produce a n.. more..Writing
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