I never felt these words then but now I do feel words she used to say. I feel my legs numb when I remember her words mentioning I’m just a shit.
It’s not about anyone else other than my mom. She and my dad used to say “they found me in a dustbin and took me home” and both my sisters used to laugh. I think now they never lied about loving me cause they never did. They never stood for the kid they took home from a dustbin as they used to say. Ironically I thought all this was a joke.
But now I’m the joke, a joke everyone laughs on. A joke who always tried not to hurt them.
Love isn’t everything I’ve lost, I’ve lost the essence of life.
BG Writes 