Oct 2018
She’s a preacher’s daughter
She doesn’t know anything
About the world
Or what it means to suffer
And to be in pain
She’s a preacher’s daughter
Her smiles are genuine
And not painted on
To hide the lonely heart
That lies beneath
She’s a preacher’s daughter
A role model
Never wishing to hide
From the crowd of eyes
She’s a preacher’s daughter
Always does what is right
Because she doesn’t have
An empty hole to fill
How could she?
She doesn’t know anything
About the world
Or what it means to suffer
And to be in pain
She’s a preacher’s daughter
Her smiles are genuine
And not painted on
To hide the lonely heart
That lies beneath
She’s a preacher’s daughter
A role model
Never wishing to hide
From the crowd of eyes
She’s a preacher’s daughter
Always does what is right
Because she doesn’t have
An empty hole to fill
How could she?
This poem is very personal to me, i do not regret my upbringing, I only wish to share a bit of the struggles and journey that I’ve been through to become who I am today. I still have faith and believe in God, and I am blessed to have friends now that see me for who I am as an individual and not a title. Never make assumptions, we are all human, fighting the same battles that life throws at us.
