Black Or White

A quarrel between white and black Occurred between my mother and I I say black My mother yells white Is it a battle between darkness and light? Is it an obsession of some kind? Is she the angel and I myself become the demon? Just because I picked a color that matched Matched my personality Matched my exquisitely Black smolder? Dark being? Mysterious soul? Just because she’s my mother Doesn’t mean she can control my habit My choices I wear what I want to wear I think what I want to think I choose whatever my mind plans No orders from her No decisions she has to make For me Thank you for everything But my life isn’t yours Mother I don’t care what people think Let them die thinking It is me It is me that is talking It is I that is acting No orders No orders From you or anyone else Start understanding that I know you want the best for me But I know what’s best for me If I screw up I’ll deal with my mistakes If I succeed, I want you to be happy Please mother No force…