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The family of four
They threw me away
Didn’t want five
They say I play
Too many games
And bring sorrow
All I want to be is a me
And appreciate tomorrow
You say I’m toxic
Yet you call me names
You tell me my lifestyle is chaotic
Yet you’re burning me in flames
With words
You’re moving on
Like I never existed
How can you love me
When all you do is tear me apart
I want to be me
But all you do is leave me in more pieces
To wither
And you’re ok with that
Like I’m not even a part of your picture anymore
Now the family of five is now a four
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I am not welcome no more
This poem is about:
Me
My family