Its like I was born into a family
That didn’t want me
And other family members
Couldn’t even see me.

There are no adults if the family is of abuse
And as a child of abuse you can never learn that
- that your on your own.

How the adults are supposed to call you , nag you are you okay?!!
But in a life of abuse
No calls are made
No aunt or uncle calls to see
If you are okay,, if you need help,, as you do
They are adults,, before
How an individual can fall
How too ,, do the trees of family.

And your trying to learn to be an adult
But only monsters to help you.

What does family mean
How none of it can matter
To those treated as me

And how you can only wish
You where of the tree