To A Mother
I have been grieved and
it grieves me to have to make
this apology;
to apologize for who
I am, how I live,
for what I do and what I
have become. I am sorry.
It hurts to ask this,
to request forgiveness for
choosing this life of
mine, for living the life I
want, for not living
the life you have wished of me;
for not being who you wanted.
I have failed in things
as I have accomplished things,
forging my own path
and learning with every step
the person I hope
to become, but I’m sorry
that you don’t understand him.
It grieves me that you
don’t understand, nor with to
know who I now am –
you see me, but you don’t see.
You see the choices
I didn’t make and so think
I’m less for it. I am sorry.