My family

by whitney   Sep 14, 2005


These people i love
but yet at times, i swear i can hate with every part of my being
sometimes without even seeing

they make me so mad
with an anger that spreads quickly
they make me so sickly

but i also feel this tenderness overcome me at times
that i can not control of
its the protectiveness,and love

we play and tease
we call each other a name
but sometimes there are things you can not tame

we share so many memories
good and bad
lots of them make me really sad

we share many good times and downfalls of life
some horrendous and some so joyful
there are so many that are toyful

but we are no longer a family
we are a broken circle of people who care
but love we do not dare

for we have disintegrated
into our own private places
its like were trapped there,in little cases

well in the end family is all you have
for sometimes friends leave us when times get rough
when your popularity is in a cuff

so hold these people dear
even if you have a broken family
they will always hold your love

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