True self

Clay

I was blind, now I finally see. You were always there for me, holding my hand at birth and across the sea
Waiting at night or watching over me
In the face of adversity you always chose me
Even a lie you turned it true, only to please me
You held your breath, so that I could breath
Controlled yourself so I could be free
Guided me but I wouldn’t please
Put up with lots of pressure to relieve me
The purest there will ever be, my beloved father and mother.