SO CALLED PARENTS

Why do i fight for what should be given

Naturally without complaint

Why is it so hard for them 

To love me as i am

I am their child

Im what they made

Ive tried to make them love me

But there is no way,

As a child i thought it was the norm

Not to have cuddles

The normal way

I would dream of my mother 

Putting her arms around me

Saying i love you

And kissing my face

But that has never happened

Not up to today

And i guess  its a dream

To think that it may

One wanted me 

But not the normal way

Like father and daughter

The other well 

Didn't care if i lived or died

What did i do

To be born unto them

I wish i knew

I wish i could comprehend .