The Reject
I never felt a part of things,
Never felt like I belonged,
Never felt like I was wanted,
And I always really longed,
To feel like someone wanted me,
To feel like I fit in,
To be included in the things,
With family and friends.
For reasons that I couldn't know,
I always got pushed back;
Kept quiet and out of their way,
As though somehow I lacked,
Some social graces that perchance,
Might cause some consternation,
If I should come into the room,
And spoil their celibration.
I could have some food, some cake,
Then get out of the way.
Don't mingle with the guests at all,
Sit down if you will stay.
My sister's wedding hurt the most,
That's when I really saw,
I was like a well known guest,
Not part of things at all.
They did not even want me,
In the picture with them all.
I was told to stand aside,
And wait till I was called.
Not part of the wedding party,
I was not allowed,
To be photographed along with them,
In case it might becloud,
My sister's perfect moment,
Immortalized in time,
And I did not fit in with them,
There wasn't room in line;
And so it's been most of my life,
Rejected most by those,
Who should be closest to me,
Even the mate I chose;
So it's no wonder that I built,
A wall for my protection.
When I reached out I got pushed back,
I'm tired of such rejection.
Judy Ball
It's very important to consider the feelings of your children.
What happens to us in our formative years often stays with us forever.
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