Anxiety filling my lungs,
Stomach tightens to a knotty twist.
Muscles ache,
Brain shuts down.
One words starts it all.
Family.
Stupid questions,
Faces that show no interest.
Distant looks,
Left out of all the conversations.
Wine starts flowing,
Beers start opening,
A quite retreat,
A silent scream;
"Why do I have to be here?"
No respect,
Nothing.
Author notes
I'm the black sheep of my family. None of my cousins hardly talk to me because I didn't grow up with them. I also can't stand my aunt with makes everything worse because I have a big mouth and I also challenge her on her ignorance.
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