I the Mistake

If ever I was a son
Then I was a mistake unplanned
Bitter touches reveal this
From the father's righteous right hand

If I am a mistake
I'm glad this life I never let go
I'll never be perfect
But fuck, I'm done wasting time
Imprinted the manual tattooed upon my skin
Its the knowledge against which all are lying

If ever I was a daughter
I knew hatred all my life
Only know the vile lustful touch of a man
Too beautiful to exist in my own skin

I'm a fucking mistake
No god would allow repeated rape
So I barely holding on to the shell I'm in
Imprinting hideous dragons upon my skin
They are the picture of who I really am.... inside

If ever I was an innocent child
With one keystroke all that fell away
Blamed for a sin-sickness was the father's plan
Mother just believed and shook her head repeatedly
I am the disease of pornography not a man

If I am an unplanned mistake
Then a villain upon a couple I am
But for the remaining generations
I claim victory for not a single life
Ever existing was a waste-ake
So render your heart free
I'm not lying I care and I have a plan

My life requires no blood penance or repentance
For like all the walking women who are wounded
I haven't lived a perfect life
But fuck, I am me and I'm ok with being unplanned
The mental barrier broken down
I exist to let the aging children know
That they were never alone