Family

I laugh at jokes I don't understand 
with people that don't know who I am
in a place that's suppose to feel like home
when will I feel I belong?

The want to run is never far away
in this place that I am suppose to feel safe
with these people that I call my family
the people that I love?

I wish I could be the child I am 
but the pain of the known 
is hard to forget 
when all you can do is think about it.

They say knowledge is suppose to help you grow
but in the end it seems to destroy everything you know.