Black sheep. Black balled. Neglected. Forgotten.
What did I ever do to you? to be treated in such a way?
I thought blood was thicker than water? so what if that blood is slightly different, shouldn’t you still stick together?
I was a child, you were grown that should make you more mature than I, shouldn’t it? That is what I thought, I was wrong.
I am not the same as you, but I posses the same bloodlines as you.
Just because I live differently than you does that make it right for you to forget about me? to act like I never existed?
I am your family and your actions make me wonder where I stand in the family tree.
You once acted like a father figure to me, someone I respected greatly. You lost that the day you told me I was worth nothing. I still tried to gain your respect to show you I was worth your attention. That I would be something in this great world.
You forgot me.
I feel not like Mary’s little lamb but the one in which she did not choose, I am the ugly duckling.
I wonder why this has happened a lot, but I want to thank-you for it because it has made me a stronger person making me realize that many people including your own family cannot deal with the dark things in life such as illness and abuse. They cannot stand up to them and would rather throw a person away who has to deal with them then be there for them and see them.
Thank-you for the realization.
Just Another Day in Paradise. 