In the mind of a reject

Forever branded as a reject
The blood that runs through
Is sacred to the last drop
I stand the last of my kind
Yet, I receive no relief
No love, no acceptance
I only ask for reverence
To fuel my motivation.
My life a calamity
I try my best to overcome
With no clear sign of "family"
Alone as always
I stand as one
A child born into ice
Forced to be nice
But where does this get me?
How can I smile forever?
This will never get me anywhere
I need information
I must learn to become
Better than my father
To over ride my pro-creator
Only then will my soul rest easy
It must be better
overachieve and stand above
It's about time for my redemption

*Entered in "Redemption" competition*