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Dear Mom


You and I aren't as close as we seem to be

We share love, but not beliefs

You would put god first if it were my life in line

You are blinded by the fake light that those men shine 

You're a fly attracted by a fly trap, and I'm the sun, 

getting blocked out by their darkness

I love you, mom, but you scare me

I'm scared to tell you I don't love god

I'm scared you'll find out I like woman too

I'm scared you'll kick me out as soon as you do

Mom, I love you

You're my first and only mom

But I'm scared of you, giving me up for something those men tell you what's wrong

I hope you leave that place, as soon as I do,

 

 

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