Before I jump into an oblivion,
I wanted you to see me,
how I am,
how I was,
how I will be.
I hid my face,
behind masks of tears,
I protected you from me,
and me from your rage,
and before I reach your age,
I know I'm not like you in any way,
Because Il never force my kids to hide,
to run and cry,
to separate and segregate,
the smart from the stupid,
by idiotic test scores,
and maybe you were stupid,
so I wanted you to see me,
for the first time,
as I truly am,
because Bolivion awaits.
