Just...Me

There inside of me is a deep yearning, One that has been forever burning. A yearning to belong and to be, A desire to be accepted for me. I am a wife but not for long, As that dream is now forgone. I am a sister, a friend, and someones lover, Believe it or not I also used to be called "Mother". I wake up everyday in so much pain, Waiting for it to go away in vain. I have dreams of being more, But feel like this life is my penance to settle my score. I have not always done what is right, And for that, I now see the light. Too little too late, But my pain does not abate. People always wonder why I have no self worth. Maybe they should spend a day in my world. I talk to people but see something in their face, That just makes me think I am taking up space. My kids were taken from me, Yet people act like that is way it is supposed to be. I can no longer eat very much, But have not been able to lose much weight as such. When I talk no one listens, Nor do they see the tears that glisten. My life, my very existance Has come to nothing but a pittance. I am who I am and nothing more. Even though most days I am a great bore. I work a job that I am not supposed to do, Yet everyone says they have no clue. Told everyday I am stupid and worth nothing more. Am told that having 5 kids makes me a whore. I love with all my heart and might, I just want one chance at what is right. I don't think I ask for a lot, I just am tired of being treated like a robot. I have needs, wants, and desires. I just no longer want to be stuck in these mires. I want no more than to be loved and respected. Is it so wrong to want to be accepted? I want the right to be. I am just...me