reflecting on old thoughts in new ways

[smoothlibra]

Mother said it was a
liability
my new vaginal
curiousity
some girls laughed,
some girls cried
some girls came,
some girls lied
some girls pulled me deep
inside

Mother said it was an
insecurity
to dress up in her clothes threw
dirt on me
I wore her skirts,
I wore her hose
I stuffed her bra
I took a pose,
Beautifully my stiffness rose

Mother said that sex was just a
chore for her
She said daddy used her
like a whore
it scared me
when she talked to me
to divide all love from sexuality
to bury something sweet too deep
to see.........