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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