Never ..

I never understood a lot of things . But was always promised unwanted lies & broken dreams. Never understood why my mom left us with my aunt & never understood what we didn't have to compare to her joint. At times I really miss her & want her here. But lately the thoughts of her begin to disappear ! I never complained about my past or even my misfortune . I always held my head high , dispite of the untold questions . No father around to have a manly figure , that's the reason my baby brother thinks it's okay to use &  be a statistic of the phrase " nigga " . All we have is my aunt , who really feels confused . that's why we've caused so much pain , what else is there to lose . Everybody thinks we are perfect , but it's just a picture we drew , I wonder if they knew the real me would they adore me like they do ? I never understood & I never Complain i wonder if they knew I was me behind this poem would they still feel the same ..