I am not my daddy’s girl. I am not my mom’s best friend. It’s not my choice, it’s who I am. Have you ever stopped to think, perhaps, That maybe one of those people you so harshly judge Is sitting across from you- your own flesh and blood? How can you love me anymore? According to you, I’m just a *****. Abomination, miscreation, I love you, I disgust you, I know. You’ve lost a daughter, she’s moving on.
Sincerely- your daughter, your first born, your pride. Sincerely- bisexual, immoral, criminal me.
this poem was done in september 2009, for my creative writing class- the form was a letter poem.