On The Outside

Why is it that whenever I don't talk to a family member in a few years,
I hear their life becomes a struggle.
Why is it that the same news always comes in August, every year so far.

This year, it's an aunt of mine, by blood.
I was close with her when I was younger,
I would play and visit my cousins every odd month.
She shut my mother, and so many other family members out, and now me.

If I were to talk to her, what would I even begin with;
I miss the person that I can't even remember?
I'm always looking in from the outside,
what use is family is you shut them out?

Why is it that I can count all the people who love me, just on my ten fingers, none of them blood related?

Over all, why would I ask?