We make our way back to class br for once I'm included in the conversations br I felt like I belonged br I knew the truth. br this sense of confidence was replaced instantaneously br Accusations of impurities and my longing resonate in my mind. br I resist the attack half-heartedly br Honestly, why should I bother defending myself? br I know it's true... br but I'm ashamed of what's inside... br so I counteract the insult to humor him... br and pull up my skin tight jeans br fix my long, bright pink hair br and resume my schoolwork br br The truth is only mine... br br I think I'm bi...