I long to graps what I cannot,
I see it within my reach and yet never am close enough,
I long to have this college degree I cannot afford
Have these scars I caused myself to vanish,
More than this I long to live the life I am meant to be living
Is it that I am not good enough to have these things?
Am I always meant to live in turmoil?
I grew to become a strong and independant women thanks to my Step Fathers sexual abuse,
I came to learn in the recent years I am worth very little if anything to my own biological Mother
With this out in the open I have accpected I have no immediate family!
Therefore I ask myself...
Whom would notice if I didn't show up to work tomorrow?
Whom would care if I turned my phone off?
If I were to take this nuse and use it as it should be,
who would care?
I am alone in this world.