I suppose

Its my own fault
For not being more noticeable
Outspoken and opinionated

I didn't throw a fit and whine
Like my siblings

I shut up
I pretended your inability to raise me properly didn't bother me
That it wasn't your fault and maybe it was mine even though I was only nine maybe less

Here I am
Inexplicably here regardless of what I put myself through

People are done with my sad story so I'll cut it short

I don't know what I believe in but I live it everyday

Honesty
Compassion and
A will to be there for others

I can't cope this way anymore.