Sometimes I feel like that boy I once knew looking for his father. But then I realize I am my father.
Alone I look into my future. Somewhat uncertain. I know where Im going but I have to pick my path.
I am human and make mistakes. Its what makes me mortal. I envy my brother and sister because they always knew the path and followed it. Im the black sheep. Always ridiculed and hated. Maybe Ill find my way. But now I am lost.
The only person I can help is myself. It seems when I help others I am disrespected and treated like garbage. No one helps me. I always figure it out. This is my greatest gift and strength. Adversity makes me stronger. When held down I rise up stronger than before.
I dont ever think about my happiness. I think Im always tasked with making someone happy rather than myself. Its lonely and I get angry often. I feel neglected and unwanted. Every relationship has been like this. I try my hardest and try to apply all the lessons I learned from before. But somehow I end up in the same place I was before. Lonely and unloved.
Maybe Im destined to be alone. The faster I figure that out the faster I can move on and be happy.