Dear mom. <br /> <br />You may have no pride in what I do, <br />but I hope you feel something, <br />for me doing what I choose, <br />I did not accept the fate I was given, <br />I am not in the life I was supposed to be living, <br />and I hope my passion to be who I am, <br />is an incentive to your forgiveness. <br />I do not understand why you feel what you feel, <br />but I hope you know that who I am now, <br />is well, real. <br /> <br />Forever waiting on your acceptance <br />and in time, love.<br /><br />Rachel Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forever-waiting-on-your-acceptance/
