Raised as the Bastard Child of the Family
A Poem To the youngster who proved himself to him family but is rejected
By TheNaethPublished 8 months ago • Updated 8 months ago • 1 min read
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People's intelligence is always the same
Do you know this feeling? I don't know
People just want to stay poor
They just look down on you
If your family sees you as a rival
They even try to destroy you
At the end of the day, everyone thinks of their own interests
Everything is done for the older sibling
Nothing is done for the younger sibling.
That's why I decided to change my last name.
In order not to see my family again
Memory always repeats memories
History repeats itself
People have short-term intelligence
Every individual thinks only about himself
If even your family doesn't want you, you have to start with a new surname
Comments (1)
This is quite a complex set of thoughts. It sounds like you've had a rough time with family. I can relate to feeling let down by those close to you. But changing your last name seems like a drastic step. Have you really thought it through? What about trying to work things out or at least setting some boundaries first? It might be worth exploring other options before cutting ties completely.