boulevard of broken dreams

Sep 03, 2007 19:14

screaming in my bedroom at 8am.
hes yelling about a picture of a boy in my car.
a spanish boy.

he leaves, and then her and i have it out.

thats the problem,
your not a boy.
and we both know this.

i try to lie.
try and explain to her.
try to help her not be so close minded.
i throw a bible back in her face.

"i have always told you never to do anything that would dishonor me or your family. i have always told you not to do anything that would shame our family name. and i'm sorry but i cant accept it. and if its true, we never will. we will never accept it. and we will be forced to ostrisize you."

i thought nothing came between family.
i thought love is love.
i thought god loved everyone, no matter what.
i thought my mother would always be behind me, having my back no matter what.

and i kept composure until she brought up andrea.
and then it all went to shit.
i lost it.
fucking lost it.

they lied.
lied.
god doesnt love anyone.
and i'm a sinner so i'm better off dead.
and family is only there if your doing what they want.
they are only supporting you if you agree with them and their opinions and decisions.

its almost time.
i need to get the hell out of this house.

thanks for letting me know that you cant love me, unless i love a man. thanks mom.
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