Family portrait

We seem to have our act mastered
each knows their part
and can portray it perfectly
when others can see

but behind closed doors
life is a different story
screams and flying objects
hurtle across rooms
before silence sets in
and the hostile stares start

this isnt a house
this isnt a home
there isnt any love here
its a full blown battle zone
people taking sides
chopping, changing
going AWOL

we can hold it together
when people can see
under the fake smiles
are the real you and me
a sorry excuse, thats what we are
me and my fu(ked up family.

~written after and argument a while ago not the best =S