My parents

All of a sudden they are both so religious

They only speak of this with so much prestigious   

Why did they get so brained washed by this

Wish there was a way for this feeling to dismiss

Bring back family times that were pure bliss

Not putting anyone's belief down at all

But believe and worship on your own even it's small

One day in the future we all get that call

I sure miss the times we danced on Friday nights

Music blasting from the speakers from that turntable device

Memories of happy times with them is all I have left

Even though they are both alive, I feel blessed

While they do not know the type of woman I've grown to become

Postive thinking doesn't make me feel like a sore thumb

Everyday I call them and say I love them both so much 

But their is not one topic when I speak that they don't judge

Always bringing up my sexual orientation

They push me futher away causing hurt and frustration

Getting what feels like bullying by each parent

My heart I wish was transparent