Best Poems Written by Sasha Cupples

My Family

You my dear will never make it in my family,
For our blood runs thick with tradition and legacy.
We hold ourselves to a higher standard,
And you, my dear, are simply not up to par.

You see, we come from a long line of success,
Our name carries weight, our reputation is blessed.
We have values and morals that we hold dear,
And you, my dear, simply do not adhere.

Your ways are foreign, your ideas are strange,
You don't fit in, you don't belong in this range.
Our family is tight-knit, we stick together,
And you, my dear, will always be an outsider.

We have expectations, we have standards to meet,
But you, my dear, are not even close to complete.
You lack the grace, the poise, the refinement,
And in our family, that is a true testament.

We take pride in our heritage, our roots run deep,
But you, my dear, are just a mere sheep.
You'll never understand our customs and ways,
For you were not born into our family's maze.

So go ahead and try, but you'll never make it,
In our family, you'll always be unfit.
Our doors are closed, our hearts are shut,
For you, my dear, will never be enough.

So go on, find your own path, your own destiny,
For you my dear, will never make it in my family.
We bid you farewell, with no regret or sorrow,
For in our world, you'll always be just a borrowed.

But know this, my dear, you'll always be a part,
Of a family that rejected you from the start.
But in the end, it's your loss, not ours,
For we will continue to thrive, while you'll be left cowering in scars.

Copyright © Sasha Cupples | Year Posted 2024