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And the only reason I stick around Is because there's still a tiny piece of me still holding onto hope Hope that you'll finally see (youre not blind) Hope that you'll finally understand (But youll never find) Hope that you'll stop treating me the way that you have (just be kind) But I can see that'll never happen (double lined) [I got left behind] Maybe tell me what it is that makes you treat me this way When I ask, you'll never say Behind my back you have lots to say I don't understand how you think that's okay It seems to me like you think this is fun I hope you understand that this can't be undone Please explain it to me, aren't I your son? I wish youl would finally see How things that have happened effected me, and care, actually... Instead I'm the monster, youre the victim I'm the one feared... this is a symptom I was raised in narcissism masked by biblicism How can I trust your words, they're filled with venom I am the way I am because of how I've been treated or rather, how I've not I'm not selfish or greedy cause I watched (all of you) It was ingrained in me but I fought (all the way through) I have understanding and empathy even though it wasn't taught (got a different view) Instead I learned, "must be nice", "that'll never happen", and "that figures"... It took me some time but I finally remember, Why I am the way i am, Why I share when I have very little, Why I help people even when I barely can, Why I keep going even when I'm shattered, And why pretending to be okay, I've mastered... It's because when i was younger I made a vow That I'd "never be like them", no matter how So you can have all the material possessions and money But none of that is what's important. Money is a means to live Not a reason to be loved... I didnt fall out of line, I was shoved... Thanks for helping me with some history To remind myself why I never fit in with this family Why I'm the black sheep willingly... Hopes gone, trully...