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Apr 2020
You are blind
You can never see
All the anger built up in me
I hated life
I wanted out
You didn't care
You would just shout.
I felt so alone
Thought I didn't need anyone
Turns out I just needed a mom
The black sheep
I was never apart
Furthest away from your heart
Things have changed
I'm growing old
I don't need you
You still feel cold
I'm out of sight
Out of mind
I don't need you, I'll do alright
I don't need your blessings
Or your cash
Without your help I'll make a splash
Land on my feet with a crash
I'm happier than ever
My life's brand new
And most of all
I'm not like you.
I wrote this because I feel as though I am the black sheep on both sides of my family. To feel like an outcast isn't a good thing. To feel as though you have to create family in order to have anything compared to family. Without creation then there's just ME, Myself, & I.
Written by
Shaquille Otto  26/M
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