|Teen Poetry #2|
since 1999-12-23Posts 35
My family has some problems,
Also known as fueds.
I think of how they mught have started,
Then I understand; My brothers moods.
Why can't we be a normal family, I think to my self.
Like a picture perfect family, like that one on the shelf.
Late at night, I lay in my bed,
crying because of all the nasty words this night that were said.
Why can't he be abrother, or just a friend,
Instead of being rude, lend a helping hand.
The world we live in isn't a game.
Doesn't he know we have to uphold the family name?
~¤Always look to the
sunrise and you'll never
see the shadows¤~Anee
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since 2000-01-15Posts 2034
You sound very wise in this piece. Hard to explain why people do what they do. Maybe low self esteem.
Hope things get better.
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