Kindred

There was the purple one

Who bid me be a queen

The one who jest at my expense

But for me he would bleed

The one who gave me heartbreak

And never knew my worth

The one with all the talent

A star thrust down to earth

He who watched me wreck myself

But tried to catch my fall

The mystical dramatic one

Who loved me most of all

None of them could save me

From trashing my own being

I wonder if they knew

How significant their meaning

The one who crawled out of the depths

And barely kept her sanity

Who knew not love from her own blood

Had always had a family.