being myselfA Poem by nataliebeing myself I was raised as a Christian child, That’s all I knew, I didn’t agree with some things, But I thought it was the only option. Now…if my father find out he’d go wild. He’d even get upset if I was a Jew. He’d pray that I was just going though some flings. And when he found out I wasn’t…I’d have to consider adoption. He doesn’t understand the Wiccan/pagan religions. He thinks it’s about worshiping the devil I’ll try to explain… But he won’t hear… He’d rather watch a couple pigeons. And he’d bring it to a whole new level. And he’d always complain. And he’d always have a tear. But that’s too bad for him He’ll just have to stay grim. © 2010 natalieFeatured Review
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