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I think my mom's a homophobe I think this because she said broken truths when I told her about homecoming I told her about the girl with soft lips and small hands that fit perfectly with mine But I just called her Haley I had new words she told me They suspiciously matched my schools words Freak abomination loser I now wonder if they were talking on the sidelines I know I'm supposed to love my mom But do I still have to If she hated me first? She praised the all loving god onto me Telling me his love was a lie And I was going with the sinners To the place where they drink fire ***** I think my mom's a homophobe I text my religious cousin Does God love everyone Undoubtedly because you are perfect to Him Then why does my mom hate me? She made me get on my knees and pray Pray a prayer I hope goes unanswered By those who I think aren't even there I think my mom's a homophobe I know I'm supposed to love my mother But how can I If I don't even know how to love myself? Every What is that You're such a waste It can be cured Like a snake on the asphalt basking in the hate Until the asphalt is the road and I am run over by Self pity. Self Hatrid. Self Absorbed. Yes **** the terrorists **** the rapists **** the robbers and the muggers **** them all Because who I love Is more important Me, I'm in dire need of your opinion Mirrors don't line my eyes up anymore I think they forgot where to put them Because I forgot Where to look Looking only at the negative Going on suicide boards Instead of Love boards Why am I the one being subjected to evil When I am only trying to love Being hated for only Loving Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the prettiest of them all My lover is the one I see Her soft lips and small hands I think my moms a homophobe And I don't know how to breath anymore
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Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 12:06 AM UTC
I think my Moms a homophobe
I think my mom's a homophobe I think this because she said broken truths when I told her about homecoming I told her about the girl with soft lips and small hands that fit perfectly with mine But I just called her Haley I had new words she told me They suspiciously matched my schools words Freak abomination loser I now wonder if they were talking on the sidelines I know I'm supposed to love my mom But do I still have to If she hated me first? She praised the all loving god onto me Telling me his love was a lie And I was going with the sinners To the place where they drink fire ***** I think my mom's a homophobe I text my religious cousin Does God love everyone Undoubtedly because you are perfect to Him Then why does my mom hate me? She made me get on my knees and pray Pray a prayer I hope goes unanswered By those who I think aren't even there I think my mom's a homophobe I know I'm supposed to love my mother But how can I If I don't even know how to love myself? Every What is that You're such a waste It can be cured Like a snake on the asphalt basking in the hate Until the asphalt is the road and I am run over by Self pity. Self Hatrid. Self Absorbed. Yes **** the terrorists **** the rapists **** the robbers and the muggers **** them all Because who I love Is more important Me, I'm in dire need of your opinion Mirrors don't line my eyes up anymore I think they forgot where to put them Because I forgot Where to look Looking only at the negative Going on suicide boards Instead of Love boards Why am I the one being subjected to evil When I am only trying to love Being hated for only Loving Mirror mirror on the wall Who is the prettiest of them all My lover is the one I see Her soft lips and small hands I think my moms a homophobe And I don't know how to breath anymore
dustin-wills
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Aug 27, 2012
Aug 27, 2012 at 12:06 AM UTC
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