I have the "perfect" family as far as people could see
Mom and dad portrayed as loving and caring to me
We go to church every Sunday to respect our "God" above
My dad may PUSH me in line but isn't that just tough love?
He prides himself to be one who does not judge
But as drag queens and gays pop up on tv
I can see the look of disgust plastered on his angry mug
When hearing of aborting unsentient fetuses he calls the girl a cunt
Yet never bats an eye at the sentient animals he will hunt
My sister is comforted when she bawls about the slightest sting from a bee
While I am told to "man up" when my eyes water during a sad movie
She can wear "boy" clothes and is glorified
If I even wear nail polish people are horrified
I guess it isn't always in her favor, for I can roam shirtless
But if she doesn't even wear a bra people lose their shit
As my mom talks of me finding a nice girl to keep by my side
I daydream of being wrapped in the warm arms of another guy
They would disown me if they knew the truth; so I play the part
But mark my words when I leave my nest and never return it will tear them apart
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Escaping Society
PoetryA collection of poems about the fight against society and social norms