Half-baked Christian


You deduced me, reduced me

For fat on bended knees

And tears for loss from overdose, addiction


My indignation is futile

Judge lest ye be judged

For you know not what you do

Hey, I can be a little high maintenance too


A meretricious role model

I didn’t need the lesson in what not to do

When my children bring home their person

I’ll love them too