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They never spoke of her
as though she never existed
but that could not be... for I am here
Breathing in and out
27 years of struggle
you may look for the physical scars
but on the surface I seem whole, put together
carrying the duties as a "law abiding citizen"
which is what exactly?
what does this mean when I have lost my identity
before I even knew that I had one
I had no say in the matter
as with everything else external factors depicted where I ended up
They never spoke of her
treated her as a vessel and nothing more
did they ever wonder how that would make me feel?
did they even care?
physical scars don't exist but these internal ones cut so deep
leaving me wondering who am I really?
told to never allow someone else to define me
but what if that very same person defies me
by not being truthful where it matters the most
the heart
years of asking what is wrong with me
empty replies; i could never find an answer
not realizing then that nothing was wrong with me
I was just missing a few pieces to my puzzle
who was she?
who was he?
When I smile is it from him?
Was it she who named me?
why did they deny me these answers
but i could never ask these questions
without hurting thier ego
for they see things differently than I
because they raised me as thier own
the best was they may have seen fit
but never did they ask me
would I like to know
27 years later
they still don't speak of her
