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One of Them
I sit among them and listen
To their words. They are my
Flesh and blood but I look
Nothing like them, I relate
To them even less. I sit and
Listen to their stories trying
To be polite but all I want is
To leave and seek refuge
Elsewhere. Find those few
Who I do relate to. Yet I force
Myself to stay a little longer.
It isn't their fault we are
Separated so far though in
The same room. It's mine.
You're my family but I don't
Know you but more disturbing
I don't care to know.
Been there, done that.
This hit rather close to home. I've never been close with my family at large for various reasons with a few exceptions, my uncle and sister, for instance. Whenever I'm forced into interacting with them it's very much a feeling of entrapment. Excellent write, my dear.
eventually it changes ive
eventually it changes ive been there. give it plenty of time and you will see how through the years it changes. life is so full of shit and surprises. I swear every situation I am in I would never have planned or dreamed. hated my parents now I love them to death. I hope many years from now yours will become a happier story too. ps it was a whole lotta shit in the making. the chips were down low. thats when I discovered unconditional love and that family if you give them a chance to be helpful, are actually ok. hUGSS and this was a really real and relatable piece! I really enjoyed reading it! Perhaps you can tell by the essay here I dont have time to write! lol! HUGSS AGAIN! SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."