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: 
My family


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