I wonder if they know what it feels like to be the only one they all depend on. When the chips are down, I'm the one with no one. I imagine sometimes what it would be like to be the drunk one. The one every one excuses because they expect him to screw it all up.

The drunk one missed his own birthday party. He was nearly immediately forgiven by all. Afterall he's the drunk one. He doesn't know what it's like to be the one to watch him fall over and over again. To see him lose his jobs, to pay his bail. He doesn't know what it's like to worry that he'll lose the very little he's built in 30 years, because he can't get his act together to fight the selfish one.

I wonder what it's like to be the one that avoids confrontation. To promise to complete tasks, or to pay loans, or to help with family businesses, fail and then shrug. It always feels like my fault when these things fail. Does she know she won't have anywhere to live in a few weeks? Does she know that this time I'm up late at night alone because I don't have the solution?

No she doesn't know. If she does know she lives in her own fairy tale, where I'll save the day.

What's it like to be the aloof one? He's the one that supports me. And sometimes, during the daytime, he does. He makes me the lonely one. The dependable one yes, but always the lonely one. The only one that's married, the only one alone. That's not true, the drunk one is alone too.

There are 3 teen ones, and 2 little ones. Well 3 really, sometimes more. the 5 afore are mine, the others are the others.

They're the ones I stay in it for. Always trying to build this silly family. Always the only damn one. I saw the selfish one yesterday. She mentioned the real estate agents, and her fake abuse. Who's she kidding, I was there. She's drunk one number 2.

There was fighting, sure there was. They fought, they pushed, they screamed they shoved, they hit, they punched, they broke, they shattered. But there was no innocent one, just two drunk ones. She was the mean one. He was the goofy one, the were both the drunk one.

The judge believed her though. The judge doesn't see facts, only sex.

I wonder what they'd do in just one day as me? I wonder if the other worker one even knew he was supposed to pay me? I wonder if he'll know that's why they'll have to leave. If they'd paid what the one afraid of confrontation promised, instead of buying the 1 to swim in, they could stay, and open a bar someday.

I remember still the spoiled one. I loved her the best. She was also the lying one, though she didn't like the lying one. She was even the gossiping one. Worthless really.. but bright like sunshine. I am the dependable one, so many times I was dependable. When they won the money though, I was dispensable.

Always I am the forgiving one. So when she said she wanted her wedding without one, I believed her. She is a lying one though, so she decided instead to have her wedding with a sister she did not know. A sweet sister mind you, but where were they all when she was the only one. I remember when she called them, and talked to no one.

I wonder if they could handle just for one day being the dependable one?