I came home today It was the same as always. Always yelling, always hating Always calling each other names. I came home today and there they were My mother and step father fighting as always My step father never hits my mother Which is why I should love him more Than the pig that is my father. But sadly I don't love my family. Since the fact that they don't love me. My mother even told me that I wasn't her son. I am adopted After 16 years of living at home and thinking I was blood To soon find out that I am a nobody That hurts in ways I do not understand. I came home today to find that I still live in a place where I can hate.
Not really a poem. Just wanted to get this out of me.