My Mother has no filter,

and she raised me just the same.

All her life she’s been a “bitch”

for refusing to play society’s game.

I can’t imagine a life,

that is forced to fit so neatly in a box.

Living in fear of what might spill over,

knowing damn well that everybody talks.

So I live my life with no filter,

just the way I was meant to be.

Call me a “bitch” or whatever,

but at least I get to be me.