"A Poem About The Issues" - English Comp. 4/1/2011

I'm tired of waiting for
it to get better.
I'm tired of hiding my real life
so I can have a life.
I'm tired of praying
to a god
who loves me
but hates
everything
that I've "chosen" to be.
I'm tired of parents who
beg for grandchildren.
I'm tired of a society who
would take my children away
if they knew that they had
a mother like me.
Me.
Unfit Mother.
Because I like apples
instead of oranges.
Or should I say
bananas?
People don't like what they don't understand.
They don't understand me
or the deviant I've "chosen" to be.