I am my mother's daughter
I like the outdoors and camping
I'm resourceful
I like to make things with my hands
cook
sew
everything but clean (thats how we differ)
yet I am nothing like who she thought I would become
I look just like my father.
same facial features
same curly hair (when he had hair)
I'm jewish.
I keep kosher
but I'm not a fanatic with it like he would want
I drink like my dad (too often and too much)
I have depression like my father
I love like my mother
I take his abuse like my mother
yet am I really like them?
I do drugs (which dad only claims to have tried and mom never did)
I like cars, and trucks, and shows
I'm artistic.
I draw
I color
I paint
I write
I act and I dance
(neither of them do any of that)
I don't really care about politics
but I feel very strong on certain issues
I don't want to be a doctor or a lawyer when I grow up
I don't want to grow up
I'm a klutz like my mother
I love music like my father
I love to read like my mother
yet I'm lazy like my father
I like to help others like my mother
but I'm very stubborn like my dad
I guess when I begin to forget who I am
question what I'm becoming
I have to look in the last place I ever thought to look
. . at my parents
