Shes baba black sheep of the herd I heard
I hear that alot since I am different im not equal to them
They say blood is thicker then water but I don't feel that way
My own blood left like it was nothing
I learned young that blood would not be my best friend
But instead half blood would
The side that wasn't complete
But was just enough to feel complete
Its small and broken
Can feel chaotic and overwhelming
But it is still family to me
People look confused when they hear my story
Some say that's not your family
But I beg to differ
My real family threw me to the road like a piece of trash
This one cared for me like their own
My real family taught me how to hate
This one taught me how to love how to care how to forgive
So in the end blood does not run thicker then water