Every time i step out of the house
i feel that when i come back in
my own family will say when did you leave?
forgotten
i feel small and torn to peices
i feel like im trying to be fit into a category or a bin
how can you find me when i dont even know who i am
forgotten
i feel like i can do anything
even the greatest sin
but it wont matter, im not there
forgotten
i love my family
my parents and my younger kin
but i feel theyd rather not have me there
forgotten
and without a care in the world
without grammatical corrections
cheesy as it is i write this from my heart
which is also ... forgotten