Family Divorce

Being born in this world,
I was no one’s little girl,
Try as I might,
Heart still broken every night,
I’d lie in the dirt,
Pretending to be hurt,
So mom would come over,
But I had a better chance of finding a four-leaf clover,
Alone in a corner I hid,
Staring at the other kids,
Playful with a smile,
That stretched for a mile,
“Tag you’re it!”
As a boy touched my shoulder a bit,
But I was too afraid,
So on the ground I laid,
Staring at the sky,
It’s all a lie,
I’m the one and only,
That’s cold and lonely,
Just a little child,
Never reconciled,
With family and friends,
After all life’s bends,
Feeling little remorse,
About the family divorce,
It’s probably for the best,
Because I’m sick of all this on my chest,
I can’t hold,
And stay bold,
Witnessing a fight,
Then crying in bed at night,
I can’t wait to move,
Then I can prove,
I can live on my own,
Instead of being a clone,
Of the ones I hate,
And until my fate,
I’ll have to deal,
With the pain I feel.