

I stand between two worlds,
A child lost in a maze,
Where love once bloomed, now withers,
And trust has lost its place.
My mother, her heart broken,
Now smiles through silent pain,
She loves a man who’s not my father,
Yet his love feels far too strange.
My father, in a distant home,
Has found a new embrace,
But his arms, once warm and loving,
Now feel cold in their place.
Between these families I wander,
A ghost in their quiet fights,
Neither here nor there,
Neither day nor night.
I wish for a single home,
A place where love won’t fade,
But I live between these strangers,
A child alone, betrayed.
They say that time will heal,
But how can time erase the scars,
When every day’s a reminder
That I’m not enough for either heart?
Between two worlds I’m broken,
Between two hearts, I fall,
Left to search for meaning
In a life that makes no sense at all.
Now grown, the weight still lingers,
Life’s a battle, nothing’s clear,
I try to find my footing,
But the past still holds me near.
The scars don’t fade with age,
The wounds are deep and wide,
In a world of expectations,
I’m still the child left behind.
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