Exposed heart III the last chapter

moving on begins with letting go of the past
this is my final Exposed heart
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For the first time I'm going home
Feeling like a place i belong.
Took me 24 years for my mom
To tell me I'm the best mistake she ever made.

Time and time again i was made to remember the past,
Made to suffer for the mistakes of a man i never even knew.
A hundred times,
I've been told how
If i had been left in a bin like she first had thought,
Life would have been much better.

So i carried that for my whole life.
Rebelled and told myself this is how I'd live my life.
I held grudges and ill feelings against my kind.  
Everyone was an enemy, my sister and my brothers.
I told myself i had no one.
How do you blame me if i know no parents love?

I'm glad I'm 25,
And not at a back of a hearse.
I'm glad in my mistakes i had something to learn,
Took the little I had and made it best.
 I'm glad I'm finally acknowledged as a son,
Looking back hurts
But in the past that's not where I'm gonna dwell.
I'm poetoftragedy and this is my exposed heart.