Mom,
I'm sorry. Everything about me
you see as wrong, I
see as inescapable.
Truth be told,
I have never wanted to escape
a thing but you.
Sorry
sorry
Sorry
sorry
Sorry
sorry,
Mom,
I just don't buy into your Yeshua.
Sorry
sorry
Sorry
sorry
Sorry
sorry,
Mom,
I wear the tattoo of the sulfur cross.
And I wear it well.