my god

he doesn't see me any differently than he sees you,
despite what you've tried to have me believe.

you love me just the same. i am not intrinsically less valuable than my male counterparts.


that night i cried, because the god i had always known didn't exist.
or so i thought.
but it only lasted a moment until he was there, reminding me that who he was, he still is and will be.

the god you know must not be the god i know.