i remember going back and forth
telling myself how better off id be
without you
and then with you
i couldn't give you up
until i grew up
and now people only want
my legs spread
and i give it to them
my mother calls me a *****
and i cry because shes right
my fathers a homophobic
so i cant show who i am
in this ******* house
and those parts of me are
really actually okay
but is something new forming
is something growing with me
that i never had before?