Blood.

What we share.
What I share with Father.
What I share with Malia,
Blake,
Rachel,
Sky,
Farren,
Juliette,
Ryan.

Blood.

Blood means family.
Blood's supposed to mean close.
But how close are we
Now?

You're up there in Heaven,
Father stays with Rachel,
Malia stays with Sapphire,
Blake stays with his thoughts,
Rachanna still has Juliette,
But Sky stays in her head,
Farren stays with Mazie,
Juliette still has Rachanna,
But Ryan stays with Emberly.

And where am I?
I am there with everyone.
But they never notice me.

There is an 'i' in every sentence,
But it won't mean anything.
I'm insignificant always.
I don't change a thing.

I can reword it without the 'i's.
For I am pointless.

You're up there,
Father has Rachel,
Mal has Saph,
Blake has thoughts,
Rachanna has Jules,
Sky has her thoughts,
Farren has Maze,
Jules has Rachanna,
Ryan has Emberly.

There are only two differences here,
And both are interlinked.

Half the names are nicknames now
And I'm no longer there.

Without me they have more fun,
They make better friends.

When I am there it's different,
It's too serious to bare.

I take the informality from them.
So, how close are we then?

We may share blood but we don't share space,
They're never together now.

Only Rachanna and Juliette,
Remain close after all.

Blood may mean family,
But not by choice.

Though, without a doubt,
I'd never choose anyone else.

Of course they'd probably say different,
You, Mother, may too.

Who would want to know me
When, I make no difference to you?

I am human, but I may as well,
Looking at my track record,
Be a ghost just floating there,
See through and ignored.