Something New....Someday

I am free, Free of the weight my father placed upon me, Free of the debit the bank heaped upon me, I am floating in the still air of freedom. I feel my wings pull out of this monetary and emotional prison i placed myself in. Like a glue uncongeled by picking away peice by peice with a chisel, Like a molten tar broken away with a hammer, I am resurecting from this shape that used to look so disfigued, So mangled. I step out of this old and ugly form, And step into my true role Of self love and freedom. I am free! From the roots of my mind My feet will spring wings And unhinge myself from the gravitational pull That was my self loathing. My true power is coming forth Like a beam of light from my mouth I no longer fear to speak the truth. I claim my power and spread my wings, I am free.

Last Weekend I went on a camping trip with my father. Me and my Father have had a hard time seeing eye to eye, and this has caused a lot of issues in our relationship over the years. I grew up the only boy in a family of 4 children. All my Life I saw the strength and care of the women around me, from my mother who was our main provider, to the leadership of my older sister who paved the way for novelty, and my younger sister who showed me that caring and love was the most important thing in life, and my youngest sister who taught me to embrace creativity and art. In seeing these strong women in my life, I have always valued my femininity, and as I entered my teens, I abandoned a lot of the masculine traits that were so valued by my father. Gender roles were never my friend, and I showed that I could be an amazing person without liking sports or following other masculine norms. My father, I feel always wanted a son that he could relate with, Go on camping trips, go to sports games, an...