when it comes out

when it comes out
being stoned
on the street
will be more
Merciful 
Than my fate

Daddy knows
I did not
Measure up
To my
Potential
Always
Though
My number 
One
Believer

I buried
Him
Owing
A
Big
Debt

Sisters
kept
A blind
Eye
Until
Reality
Settled
In
blacksheep
Of
The family
I am shunned
When
My mother.cannot
Hear

I wish
I had
a magic wand
Where
Circumstances 
would 
Change 
In an instant
reality tells
Me I must
Carry on

Yes I buried
You
But
Your unconditional 
Love
Lives
On

I guess in 
The end
This
Is 
All
I
Need.....