My Family And Me

by Bullets Are My Best Friend   Mar 18, 2009


My family, where can I start?
We stay in touch, and then grow apart
With their endless impatient
We shout and scream with passion
Then we regret the things we say

Do they? We are all two faced
I'm in the middle listening,
Then it comes back to me with a force of their emotions
which make me feel a tear on my cheek.

Start my own family but not like mine
Fighting and screaming all the time
Never put my child through what I have been through
I sometimes wonder why me?
It's not a nice feeling in the end
when you can't depend on them or trust.

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