Blood

Acceptance wont happen,
Face it, You're different.
A mere piece of paper
says you're theirs,
But your blood, is in the
wrong place,
wrong body.
Wrong, are you.
As you are not their blood.

Its not who you are,
But yet its what.
Love that comes through
Accepting the situation,
But not the person,
Not you.
Your blood, blood that
Doesnt even belong to you, aparent, well,
Thats what the piece of paper says.

Your. Not. Blood.