Perfect Little Family
You tried to make
Yourself a perfect family.
That would be the image
You pictured in your mind.
Who fit in
Your little box.
And be everything you want.
When I changed,
I was no longer
Part of your little
Perfect family.
So you kicked me out.
Wanting nothing to do with me.
I wasn't a clone like
You wanted.
You couldn't shape me
Into the person
You wanted.
Copyright © Angel Prall | Year Posted 2023
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