Poem: My Family

They hold nothing for me
but animosity.
I pity them.
They have the power to make me
the Angriest Person on Earth;
Simply by speaking.
I hate that.
The yearning for their love
has never stopped.
No matter how malicious
their actions.
My admiration is trumped
by fear and disgust.
They hold it all against me.
I try hard not to blame.

Someone says I chose them,
but I can't see why.