once again

once again i have to say that my parents dont accept me.

The dont accept my clothes, my music, my opinion, my character, my friends, my hobbies, my school work, my fantasy, my hopes, my dreams, and it wouldnt surprise me if they told me they dont accept my sexuality.

my mother says I hurt her soul with my being.

my father hits the table and says "get out."

I have no one to trust here.

They all believe I wanna prove something to others with my being.
It doesnt come to their mind that I dont wanna prove something but that I wanna be something.
For me.

I have nothing to do here anymore.