Belonging
I don't belong in my family,
that is how I see it.
I don't belong in my family,
I know that they don't see it.
The thing came in,
adopted at two.
I know he is family,
he is my family too.
He changed my family,
my family that is not.
Not my family.
No. It is not.
This poem is about:
Me
My family