A New Home Poem by Brendon Secrist

Sister whining,
She's done it again,
They've taken her side,
Just to go against me.

Its all my fault,
It always is,
Or so they say.
There's only one solution.

Its time to find a new home,
I'm tired of them,
They'll never change,
They'll always be the same.

They have no reason to hate me,
So why do they always pick her side,
Over mine?
I've done nothing wrong, or so i think.

Maybe they hate me,
Because I was born,
Or because I'm not the boy they know,
Or maybe because I'm different.

Its time to change,
To a new home.
This home I have now,
Is just not the home for me.