Even Erin is envious

 

Dementia is non-specific.

Disease of the mind

That has been damaged.

In some fashion

To the point of no return

Unlike other traumas

It is not reversible

For the most part

The diagnosis is a heavy one

For family and friends

Of those who have to been handed

This type of thing

The person looks fine

But does not act the same

Times of pure sanity

Followed by lunacy

Or memory loss

Causing them to regress

To thier own inner hell

Depending upon thier personality

Hopefully the girls of the Willis

Family are not drug addicts

And will be able to take care of thier own

Unlike the more famous 

Mickey Rooney

Who was locked in his room

By stepfamily 

To prevent him from spending 

Their inheritance

Nor like my own mother

Set out on the streets

With no where to go 

Nor any mercy

From those who had taken 

Advantage of her during her good years

And maybe had caused the mental state.

Of which she was found

When I was yet still a teenager

Already an independent of the state

Due to her not acknowledging. 

Giving birth to me as a young 

Twenty-seven-year-old

My own real brother

Still thinks he is an only child

Because she never got out of the habit

Of simply lying to cover herself.

Her web of lies so vast

That she got caught inside

Her own web of deceit

Not able to save herself.

Having told every child, she encountered

That they were the real little princess

Behind my back

Even Erin Burnett

And Linsay Davis

And Gail Gadot

And Kate Middleton

The list goes on to include.

Every current celebrity

Actress, model, singer

And a few royals 

Or first daughters

Who just cant get over

Being raised

At the White House

Or some Palace

Instead of my own place

All of my places have been taken away

I have been left with nothing at all

Except to sue those inhabiting 

The old places

No one is going to live. 

Where my real relatives 

Were murdered or lead to their deaths.

Just because some lesbian wants to deny.

Someone else the right to her own life

Given the conditions of Bruce's life.

He might be lucky to have his family.

Some never remember where they come from 

Such as my mother who thought she was a lost

Royal having lived in London. during the blitzes

And in New York in foster care

Where she kept lying to her own parents

Believing she was being denied. 

The right to be a queen or something

She ended up dying of brain cancer

Because her adopted granddaughters

Refused to give her proper. 

Medical treatment

Her mind so bad

That she won't stop 

Attempting to prove

Her daughter gave birth. 

To each and every one of them

Girls my cervix is too small.

I can prove I have never lactide

If this is not good enough for you

The judge will award me. all of your possessions

Since you took my mother's life

In order to sit there imagining

Under heroine 

That you were a royal bastard

Born out of wedlock.

To an unwed adolescent.

I hate to tell you.

I was already married.

At that age

And did not have a baby.

I have benign tumors.

Instead of fetuses

If you want to be cruel

Enough to bring it up

I will not be kind. 

Towards you.

Anyone who has to sit

With a family member

Who no longer knows. 

Themselves nor who they are.

To others 

Does not deserve.

The kind of nonsense 

That your kind of personalities

Bring into a family of sorrows.

I was often called.

The sorrowful lady

Having been forced 

To attend the non-Catholic school

In San Francisco

Of the Russian Orthodox

Lady of her Sorrows.

I am not going to accept

That you have had a life

And still want more of me

While you did not even 

Come to my mother's side.

When's she lay dying in the hospital.

Nor her funeral

Nor did you come to my aid?

Except to show off 

That I would not take care of you

When I was not obligated

Your families and friends

And collogues are going. 

To regret your callousness

Of refusing to stop 

Taking advantage of sick old lady

Who has now been dead fifteen years?

Just because you are bastard children.

And drug addicts.

As for the Willis's

I would pursue. 

The DuPont's

Where? he worked as a young man.

Those drug places area not good places

To drink the water

Or anything else

While there is some relief 

If the right program is found

Depending upon who severe the damage 

In my case I spent more than twenty years

Waiting for my mother to die

For she was never going to be well again.

No matter what we did for her.

The judges finally started locking.

Her up because her behavior became. 

So bad in public

And behind my back.

I have not given up anything.

But instead, been bitten by a variety.

Of spiders the sweet little

Girls bring with them. 

When they visited in the dark of night

And without permission from the courts

To punish me for not wanting them

To go over to Buckingham palace

And through Elizabeth out on the streets

Because they were the real little princesses

Themsleves.

Demi and I are. known for our arguements

About who was the real daughter

I am afraid it was me who lost everything

Therefor it must have been me.

But she who now has to have her ex. 

Suffer the collateral damage.

Of being in the way

Just as mine no longer knows me either....