Why can’t you tell me?
This family is not my own.
Well they may be but they don’t act like it.
I see them everyday.
I see them smile, laugh, cry,
But why don’t they feel like mine?
Why don’t I match with the rest?
I have a different last name,
Not Mom’s or Dad’s.
Where did it come from?
There are some secrets.
Why can’t I know?
I found out about some of them on my own.
Why were you hiding me from them?
Well I guess it's for the best,
But why hide me from my siblings?
I found out about them but…
The one disowned me,
The one doesn’t care,
The one doesn’t know,
Maybe that's why you hid them.
But could you explain some things?
Why don’t I remember my Dad?
How did he have to die?
Why can’t I see him again?
But why do you get mad when I ask?
I just want to know answers.
Why can’t you tell me?