I Don't Know You

Stop speaking of me as an object in the room
Made to be admired and boasted of.
If I wish to be spoken of as a painting on the wall then I will place a frame about my head.
Do not presume to know my interior,
My core,
My innermost thoughts and feelings.
Do not think that because you are here now that we are family or kin.
Quit calling me your relative, for I know you not.
I do not wish to be apart of your family, nor will I ever wish that.
Accept her if you want  and the others can follow too,
But I know I do not belong in this part of their lives,
And all the more I do not wish too.
I already have a family and you will never be apart of it.
So stop trying.
I refuse to let you in,
In my heart,
In my mind,
In my blood.
You've already stolen away the most precious bonds I have,
I'll not let you steal the ones I'm just barely grasping onto.