mother7:37 AM
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Mother!
Bible thumper
I do not wish to be like you
though I love God too.
(j
ust not enough)
The taste of sin
Entices like the fruit of Eden
Too strict, too strict
It makes me sick.
Mother!
I am a bad daughter
A sinner because
I wish I wasn't yours.
I am not a little girl anymore,
mother.
Why do you treat me like one?
I glorify in my rebellion
Smoke, dope, hope.
I do not wish to do this to you, Mother
(it breaks my heart everyday)
But I know you can never,
will never.
be able to handle the truth.
I am the
antithesis of you.
