the things they never tell you when you’re young…

your mother loves you

but her vice is much too strong

her decision was a prick of the needle

rather than the caress of your head

and her devotion, your father praised

so your were found in hands unknown

soft and gentle births; then blindness grows

you can open your bible and pray every day

but your eyes will never be open

until you cease the charade

if i could tell you only one thing:

do not collapse for anyone

make your own truth in this world

stay strong and stand even when you are dead wrong