Confessor

My mother tried to raise a lady but she couldn't change the heart that lay beneath She never was a beauty but she damn sure was a beast she spoke with words and context like a highly educated professor but coming from a poor, country town she was simply born to be the confessor she spoke her mind with a tongue sharp as a razor knowing it was all on her alone no one would come to save her she became a voice loud and clear for all who could speak she shed her shy, naive spirit becoming bold and strong and no longer was she weak!