Promises Promises of love feel like always being wrong Promises of love feel like never being understood Promises of love feel like being taken for granted Promises of love feel like being treated like my views don’t matter Promises of love feel like being told how I can’t do anything right. Promises of love feel like being told one thing and their actions speaking in leaps and bounds Promises of love feel like being excluded from a clique that I was born in but not allowed in Promises of love feel like loneliness in world of family who don’t seem to want to be in the same room as you. Promises of love feel like, cutting loose the dead wood in a toxic situation Promises of love feel like understanding that this imperfectly broken beautiful child of God cannot please everyone.