Life Filled With Darkness

Life is supose to be filled with love and happness But my world is filled with blackness I find my self struggle to get out of bed in the morning I have trouble sleeping In my family I am the black sheep Everything I do isn't good enough My mother hates me not dislike Because I am not the perfect daugther like my sister my dad dislikes me because my brother is his fav Where do I belong in this crazy world of mine Will I always have pain In stead of happiness Will I always stay at home and close my self from the world Hoping the next day I wake is better then the last My one true passon is writting Cause it's the only way I can really express myself And how I really feel But when you read my poerty do you judge me as well As everyone else.