Shes the Black Sheep
7/8/19
She is the black sheep of her family
Walking alone in the night
She hurts inside from all this pain
But always tells herself she is alright.
Was never good enough for Mom or Dad
Sis always came first
She understands now, but for some time
Would pray for God to break the curse.
She is an alcoholic,
and was never good enough
Would never make them proud
While on her cigarette she would puff.
She rebeled away, what was the point
The never understood At all
So into her bed at night
Crying, she would crawl.
Feeling alone a alot
And always feeling left out
She was and still is the black sheep
Of her family there is no doubt
Copyright © Allison Call | Year Posted 2019
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