The Sprout

Human Punching Bag

Posted by DeadAngelLover22 from Caerphilly - Published on 14/07/2011 at 11:00
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I was born into an uneven family
Joined together, big on both sides
One side was always friendly
I could run to them in tears
The other would help with some fears
And get me out of trouble
Then the side with glee
Left me and the family
The vicious circle started
My aunties and cousins turned on me
Now it's just me, sad and lonely
I've been in a dark circle
Now they all hate me
I look into this family from the outside
I never feel like part of their joy
I no longer feel like I belong
When do they hate me so much?
They spin their lies around me
They take out their aggression on me
What did I do that was so wrong?
Why do I deserve all this abuse?
I have become the human punching bag
The family are no longer mine
But I will start my own in time
I get snapped at
I get kicked around
But now I will stand my ground!
My mother kicks off at me
For something stupid
Apparently I do things wrong
I feel so out of place
I feel so alone as I suffer
When I can get away I'm cutting these ties
And starting a new with my fiancé
And his family
Since all they have given me
Is understanding and sympathy
They are the ones who want to be with me.
And be my family.