Sunday Morning

Sunday morning best dressed-Pretending that’s everything’s ok-  I wear my cross Proud showing my strength   Prefect lil Christian girl  Silent when neededSpoken only for prayer  A pain-A feeling of being trapped-A ache that kills my heartAnd my father’s love  All my wooing haunts me  As they accept it and give it back to me   they encourage my strengthof seduction  they hold it to me And will me to push farther  I do-I get crushed-  Wrapped around my own bondage I create   Sunday morning best dressed-Pretending that’s everything’s ok-  I wear my cross Proud showing my strengthI cry silently