Lately maybe I've been too sensitive.
And with me also too much pride.
Hurt by just a passing remark.
Then anger overtook all emotions.

Family.
Its a love hate thing.
Yet hate is too strong.
It's just I can't get along.
I never felt like I belong.
Out of place is what I feel.

Accident.
That's what I am.
I just can't help but think.
If I had never been born.
It would have been a perfect picture.

Lucky.
I know I am.
But these are my feelings.
I can't erase them.
No matter how hard I try.
And the thoughts that come with it.
Takes a huge effort to dispel them.

Dirt.
Is what I feel around my sister.
Maybe not even worth that.
Is it just my self esteem issues?

This friction wears me thin.
With that the strong front crumbles.
I wish every time to be strong.
Yet I still remain weak.
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