Mother

Believe it or not,
Mother,
I am not you.
I was not born in 1975
I have no regrets
I have not soured.

Believe it or not,
Mother,
I don't want to be a doctor
I want to
write, write, sing
leave me be.

Believe it or not,
Mother,
I can laugh
so bright
so long
love
as fierce
as strong
be
this bold
this wrong
as I wish.

Love,
Ri.