Talking To Myself

The disgusting stench of family
hovering over me, closing in on me
wanting something I'm not willing to give
not willing to forget, I remember it all

No love no violence
just simply nothing at all
ignored to the point of nonexistence
I gave up young, on family

I have great friends I know that love
often I find myself watching, families,
wondering how they love
then it fades like the pain
I mentioned above.