Late Night Thoughts

Conflicted.

Normal families stick together no matter what.
We haven't been a family since I was born.
When I was born I was born into an already broken family.
My mother was 16.
My father was 23.
My grandparents were unsupportive and angry.
And I was a mistake.

I am now 18.
My mother is dead.
My father is gone.
My grandparents don't know me.

The only family I have is myself.

Half my family wants to live.
Half my family wants to die.
We are broken.
Divided.

"Maybe if I kill myself my family will notice?" I thought.

Until I realized..I am my family.

It's just me.

I am my mom.
I am my dad.
I am my grandparents.
I am my brothers and sisters.
I am my friends.
Aunts.
Uncles.
Cousins.

If I die they all die.

I never liked those motherfuckers to begin with..