This Does Not Feel Like Home

This Does Not Feel Like Home When I step foot in my home I feel like I am not wanted there. I refuse to believe that When I sleep on my bed it's comfortable. I am positive that When I am in my home I will get bullied by my siblings. It is not true that I won’t have good food to eat. Everything will remain the same. I do not believe that I will get bullied. I know My bedroom will be small and cramped and tight. It is impossible that My mom will be rude to me. I believe There is a lot of noise in my house. It is a lie that I have a very small, tight, cramped room. (Reverse Poem - read top to bottom and bottom to top)