Searching For Family

In the presence of family.
But they don't notice me.
Even when our interests align.
I'm at the back of the line.
Talking like I'm not there.
They probably don't care.
A jab that hurts all day.
What makes a family anyway?
A group with their arms open wide?
Maybe blood, or something inside?
If only I had some kind of clue.
I wouldn't have to feel so blue.
Wishing I had one in my life.
To help me escape the strife.
Find a family to caress my heart.
Who won't tear me apart.
But I'm unsure of where to look.
Searching every cranny and nook.
Having a sinking feeling within.
I'll never find my kin.