Cliche or Genuine?

Tue, 12/16/2014 - 17:22 -- MiScusi


For as long as I remember, she told me it was sick

That I should never look at one that way

It bothered me that she said things like that

She wanted me to be perfect, her miracle

After so long, I realized just how I felt

I liked both sexes, one more so than the other

She would never understand that I have to wear a heterosexual suit

But now, my mother is finally going to see the authentic me.


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