Sometimes I think about the family I had
That loved me because they chose to
That chose not to love me
Because the queen of hearts said so
Sometimes I think it was all my fault
And sometimes I think it was all their fault
And when I asked if I was hated
I was worth nothing more than a vague response
So were they even ever family?
I don’t know what family is.
I know I have a mom, but the feeling of family
I miss the feeling of family
I don’t know if I deserved this
But this is what I have
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