It Wasn’t Mine
By: Brittany Alyce
This pain, it wasn’t mine to carry
Family trauma she tried to burry
A mother and father that wasn’t capable of love
Wanting to escape to the clouds above
If love was a feeling, I’m not sure what I would call it
In this life, I don’t fit
It’s not a matter of victim mentality
It’s the courage to go on
In this unfortunate reality
They dropped their baggage on me, and kept on with their life
As if I deserved what was left
They walked away after cutting me with a knife
If I lash out from the gut wrenching pain, I’m called psycho
I’m just a scapegoat
It’s really them though
How do you move on in a lonely world
I feel completely empty
My life, my family hurled.