My family

My mother never hugged me,
She never learned to love me.

My farther was never there to care,
As he jumped without no fear.

My step farther helped to bring me up,
But he also helped to beat me to f**k.

My older sister was like a mother,
We were not close or like each other.

My older brother lost his life,
He died before i was born.

My younger sister we were alike,
We played together and used to fight.

My younger brother got alot of love,
But thats a great thing he's my bruv.

Myself i was just the black sheep,
thrown upon the rubbish heap.