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To Belong
Sometimes I sit and watch my family.
Wondering…
Do I belong?
Or was I somehow chosen?
Picked…
From a group of several others.
Did they see something special in me,
That I do not?
Or worse yet,
Was I simply thrust on them?
Not by their will.
I was somehow a difficult
Situation for them to get through.
What if they’re just putting up
With me until I leave?
Dreading my breaths?
Knowing that I don’t belong.
So I’ll sit here and watch my family.
Or can I even call them that?
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