I've to confess. i'm a bad daughter. I never drink at parties, i basicly never go to any party, i like silence, reading, and volunteering work, special with animals in need. I never leave home without asking permission, wich is oftenly denied, i've never smoken in all my life, i've never taken a boy inside home without permission, or a girl or a friend, or even an unknown. I dont know even how to ride a bicicle, so other wheeled sportive things. It wasnt allowed since i was little because of 'danger'. Also never had a videogame at home, for the same reasons. I call to report 'my condicions' every 3 hours or less, when not at class. I dont have many friends, i've lost many friends already because 'their friendship wasnt allowed' for many reasons that were never clear or defined, i've never done drugs, tatoos, or had quick-ending relationships with the few boys i dated. And it only happened when it was permitted.
One day i was taken to a batist church. The people there seemed nice, and seemed nice to me to meet - and travel, wow!- with new people.
But i like rock, specially heavy metal music. I wouldnt give my last precious, i was used to sacrifice a bit, but iron maiden was part of me. They couldnt take it away.
No threat, beating or fear were able to take it away. So as many others like sabbath, system of a down, led zeppelin, pink floyd and so on... I was 12 to 13.
Beaten like a doornob, i was ready to give my blood for my precious.
They banned me from the church. Kind of. Said that i was 'unchangable', because of my 'stuborness' in keeping me from what they wanted me to be, and questioning the prayers raising resonable doubt in the middle of a cult, when nobody would give me a satisfying answer before.
I still collect the bibles. They wanted to save me. They knew my dear mother's 'power of education in power', what did they do?
They believed her, all her moanings. I was a bad daughter, i heard it everyday of my life from many. Their lack of sense raised me fury.
My mother is a good mother. The best she could be, she made many sacrifices to raise me and pull me through. Thats totally respectfull.
The fact that i've payed with my skin, my ears and my personality, is obviously an unfair lie..
She's just a ordinary mom, like all others. Anybody can look at her and confirm that.
Everybody's always done it.
Why wouldn't you?
The fact is, that whatever i DID in my life unti now, it surely makes all eccesses reasonable.
Because i'm a bad daughter, with a great mother.
And so was her mother to her...
I'm sure i will do the best i've got in my hands to help this situation:
I wont have kids....
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Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they'll like this song?
Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?
Mother, should I build the wall?
Mother, should I run for president?
Mother, should I trust the government?
Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
Is it just a waste of time?
Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry
Momma's gonna make all of your nightmares come true
Momma's gonna put all of her fears into you
Momma's gonna keep you right here under her wing
She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing
Momma's will keep baby cozy and warm
(3x)
Oh, baby
Of course Momma's gonna help build the wall
Mother, do you think she's good enough
For me?
Mother, do you think she's dangerous
To me?
Mother will she tear your little boy apart?
Mother, will she break my heart?
Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry
Momma's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you
Momma won't let anyone dirty get through
Momma's gonna wait up until you get in
Momma will always find out where you've been
Momma's gonna keep baby healthy and clean
(3x)
Oh, baby
You'll always be baby to me
Mother, did it need to be so high?
It's time to leave home...
Wish me luck. I'll need all i can get of it.
;) "Run to the hills, run for your life!"
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"Espalhei meus sonhos a seus pés. Caminhe devagar, pois você estará pisando neles."
-W.B Yeats está morto, ha muito tempo.
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(...)
"-Come torta!!!"
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