ListenA Poem by Wild Willow BlueIt is how I say it is..What is a family without trust? Mom, can you forgive your daughter for being what you’re not? Nobody shares everything secrets make us who we are Dad, please don’t degrade me, I’m who I was taught to be Being born is a privilege, it’s true but born to a family without trust cuts only the toughest soul in two Many a tear has been shed because my family does not know that I am who I am and I’ll be who I’ll be I’ve come to understand that love is not impossible maybe in time the whole world will see that I am who I am and I’ll always be me © 2012 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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