I am in shock. To be excluded from things that I was always naturally a part of. People judge what they do not understand, and somehow I thought that Family was exempt from that. I forgot that 'family' and 'human' come from the same place. Now, I sit and watch as the house of cards is stacked and played. With an Ace up your sleeves, you all plot. Those of you who don't plot, simply turn a blind eye. And for what? Seemingly accurate ideas foster resentment and exclusion. But you have all forgotten. You have all forgotten that I am not what these stories and ideas have portrayed me to be. You have forgotten that I am still here and that I hear everything. You have all forgotten the seventeen years I have invested into this seemingly pointless trust. I trusted you to believe me and to never turn your back on me. And instead, you have done just that. Playing politics is easy when you have nothing on the line, but I have everything to lose and I am not going down without a fight. If I have to fight till the death, then so be it. I will not allow myself to be walked over anymore. I see now. I am just sorry that we wasted each others time, conjuring an idea of love and family. Continue your planning and scheming. I have braced myself for it and am ready for whatever you have to throw at me. Your move.
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Chutes and Ladders: Vol. 1
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry over the past year. It's a very intimate thing for me to share; every word has a back story. I hope you enjoy
