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I know now

Blood is sometimes as thick a jello,
And yet you still hate me.

But you were always weak,
I can see it in the way you can't look at me.

I see you at night,
standing over my bed saying your sorry.

Thinking I'm sleeping,
thinking I can't hear you apollogizing.

You cry for me.

Because you betrayed me.

Joined his side, the one who tortures me.

And now your like the others,
always against me.

Shaping me.

Training me.

Hating me.

Yet loving me.

Respecting me.

But always fearing me.

Honoring me.

Judging me.

Wanting nothing more than to be me.

Knowing forever, that can never be.

We will never be an actual family.

Sadly, this doesn't affect me.

by Sari
posted on 06/12/2008

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Comment by Nay: Jun 22, 2008 12:37 pm
wow, your family can't really be that way, can they? Great poem though.
Comment by timewornsoul: Aug 3, 2008 2:31 pm
I really like this poem. Coming from a disfunctional family I can really relate to this. Good job.
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