Second Seed

Why am I treated different when I am clearly one of your true seeds. I came from the same mother and father but you still treat me oh so differently.
For I am your daughter but you’re to blind to see that Every time you talk behind my back and lie on me, you are hurting one of your precious seed.
You praise the one that abandon you but cut the one who loves you until they bleed, now you feel alone due to your own wicked treachery.
If only you could open your eyes and take responsibility for the pain you have caused, then you wouldn’t walk around everyday looking said from a broken heart.
For I forgive you for the things you say and do to me, your second born seed, however my trust in you is something that is gone and can no longer be retrieved.

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The poem is about my father treeatment my brother and I very different even though we have the same mother. My father always loved and cherish my brother more than myself even though I chose the navy life to better myself as a person.