All of a sudden they are both so religious
They only speak of this with so much prestigious
Why did they get so brained washed by this
Wish there was a way for this feeling to dismiss
Bring back family times that were pure bliss
Not putting anyone's belief down at all
But believe and worship on your own even it's small
One day in the future we all get that call
I sure miss the times we danced on Friday nights
Music blasting from the speakers from that turntable device
Memories of happy times with them is all I have left
Even though they are both alive, I feel blessed
While they do not know the type of woman I've grown to become
Postive thinking doesn't make me feel like a sore thumb
Everyday I call them and say I love them both so much
But their is not one topic when I speak that they don't judge
Always bringing up my sexual orientation
They push me futher away causing hurt and frustration
Getting what feels like bullying by each parent
My heart I wish was transparent