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The family of four

They threw me away

Didn’t want five

They say I play

Too many games

And bring sorrow

All I want to be is a me 

And appreciate tomorrow 

 

You say I’m toxic

Yet you call me names

You tell me my lifestyle is chaotic

Yet you’re burning me in flames

 

With words

 

You’re moving on

Like I never existed 

How can you love me

When all you do is tear me apart

 

I want to be me

But all you do is leave me in more pieces 

To wither 

And you’re ok with that

Like I’m not even a part of your picture anymore 


Now the family of five is now a four

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I am not welcome no more

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