What are you, the runt of the family?
If my mom's genes have not been dominant enough, I could have been mistaken for being adopted.
I find it hard being home. I feel like it's somewhere I don't belong (Although, I know there is no home-y place I have found else where.) And I realized that everywhere I go, I find myself out of place. They don't want me. But the go near me because they need something (which I am not sure of-- whatever that is).
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BOAST TO BOOST. BOOST TO BOAST.
It is a chain reaction.
Please do know that I am referring to your self-esteem, and mine.