unbornbloom

SoIm perusing on through the Sunday paper, and I come across an article on Gwen in the SF Chronical Mag. Now somberness has just settled over me and I feel so damn blueNot just in mourning for his death, but for the perpetuance of the hate that caused his death, and the complimentary nonchalant mentality, that places the blame everywhere but where it actually belongs.

The article reminded me of my dads reaction when it all happened.
The shrug of the shoulders and the direction of focus on the boy who was dead- he shouldntve gone to the party dressed up like that- rather then, wondering why the killers decided that it was okay to do what they did.

I just dont know what to say anymoremy words fall on deaf ears attached to a head that encases a mind that has a whole variety of stereotypes and prejudices engrained into the folds of the brain. So I struggle to say something effectivebut, really, what can I say? He seems permanently bent in his ways

And I tell mom, how much his attitude disturbed and upset me
And she asks me, how would I feel if I were dating a boy and I found out he was a girland I wanted to scream at her- ID FEEL FUCKING GREAT!

I wish they knewtheyre just not prepared to know
So, how do I prepare, should I bother? Should I try I dont know
Maybe they would think about things differently.or maybe theyd just apply current thinking to me its not contemptuousjust passive belief that the straight way is the right way.

I could justuse a hug.