My Family Home.

Dear family of mine.
Do I really have to wear this sign.
To make you aware of my existence?
You shouldn't play favorites.
That's all so bad.
It makes a sweet boy, oh so sad.
Even making him go mad.
Is it so hard.
To give love, and not have it returned?
If so, you must all live a hard life.

So go ahead and shoot.
At all my obscenities.
See your sweet happy boy.
Turn into this bitter man.
That I stand as today.

What have I become.
From me being so alone.
No real home to call my own.
You would say you care,
But you not putting forth the effort.
Is becoming hard to bare.

So go ahead and point out.
All my fatal flaws.
How my appearance.
Doesn't fit in with societies laws.
My hair should be cut short.
That's how a man should look like.
I can tell you this, when I raise my child.
I'll be open with them, when they begin as a tyke.
and Finish as a wise soul.

So go ahead and see.
What I will come to be.
A man strong, with his dignity.
You will all be envious, of what I become.
As you won't get a morsel, or a crumb.

What have I done.
I have outcast them all.
Not even message, or a call.
I wonder now.
Am I better off without them?
Or are they what hold me up.
Like a flower and it's stem.

So please go ahead and be.
All that I need.
Someone to rely on.
Tell me what to heed.
Be their for my offspring.
While they are young.
And learn all the secrets.
They have been brought up on.

So go ahead and see.
What I've become.
The confused rose.
Even if I was brought up wrong.
Go ahead and know.
All the words I say now.
Listen, learn, be proud.
Of my talent, and all that it brings.
The bell will tow, and it will ring.