what do you call us
feeling like an orphan when both parents are alive
feeling like an only child when you got 8 other siblings
feeling like you come from a small tree where in reality its branches are spreading across all seven skies and its roots comes from all over; consuming the glob!
“ungrateful bastard” they murmured as if loneliness only comes over those supposedly lacking
at least you get to dream and wonder maybe if you had them they would’ve probably loved you.
/shh you’re not allowed to complain