My. Family tree

I have been waiting for the email to say I'm sorry for the pain I did but I do not get.
Every holiday season I wait for the letters to come and they don't. People of the town tell her eyes were beautiful but her looks were rugby. Never having a place of peace. Home was a glasshouse , church was a judgemental in the way she was, and school was were bullies and sheep charmers would be at. Always wondering if this is real or make believe. They wanted to kill her or poison her.  So as she stood there I seen her burn her whole family tree down. Taking her bags and riches with her. As they're ashes fall down from the sky softly landing on the floor of a funhouse.