Just as real

I don't mean to feel entitled
But its just not the same
Everyone looses everyone at some point
Is that why I came
To a holiday with your family
But its just not the same
Am I holding I holding on to something that's not there
Is that why I came

Who's gonna walk you down the isle
When your father's gone
Who's gonna walk you through the trials
When your mother's gone

Insensitive comments make me depressed
Is it really that big of a deal
I like to think it's not
Ignore it till I don't feel
Why can't my experiences be as nice as yours
They are just as real
I just want my own family
So I can heal

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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