• Is my blood the same as yours or are you so different to be calling me unworthy.
    All my life you've told me that I'd never amount to something.
    You think that didn't hurt? Your words were always skin deep.
    Like when gran died you all blamed me. I was always the one to upset her. You never had part in anything. It's my fault that things aren't the way they use to be.
    It's my fault she was going to leave you before she died. It was my fault that Aunt Lola got into the arguement. It's my fault for everything that happened. You could never do any wrong.
    I called the ambulance and watched as the person i loved the most in the world's life fade. And then you had the nerve to tell me that it's all my fault.
    She could have lived if you hadn't pushed her. The one person in the world that cared about me.The peacemaker of the family.
    I've been going around with my feelings on my sleeve like a lost kitten, trying to not get hurt more than i did when i was younger. And now I'm being riduculed for it.
    Everyone asks me why I'm so scare, so quiet, so bashful, and so afraid to say what i mean.
    But it's all because |'m guilty. I've always did things wrong.