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.