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A perfect family
We’re a perfect family,
we live fighting with each other
and we’re a perfect family.
My dad verbally, emotionally,
and mentally abuses us
and we’re a perfect family.
Every day goes by
and I still can’t breathe
without him taking it away
and we’re a perfect family.
My parents can’t accept that
I’m gay and don’t believe in God
and we’re a perfect family.
I can’t be happy without
him tearing it apart
I can’t have a dream
without him crushing it
but we’re a perfect family.
I can’t look at them in the
eye and say that I love them
when I hate them
and we’re a perfect family.
My mom says she wants me to be
happy and chase my dreams
and she wants to decide and control
who I get to be and what makes me happy
and we’re a perfect family.
I ask myself
How can I ever figure out
what I want and who
I want to be if they
don’t let me
and we’re a perfect family.
I can’t move on from the “past”
when it’s still happening
and we’re a perfect family.
I can’t succeed when
they remind me daily
that I’m a failure
and we’re a perfect family.
Every day they take
a piece from my heart
and I can’t get it back
and we’re a perfect family.
Moms are supposed to
protect their children
yet my mom asks
me to please my dad
and we’re a perfect family.
CPS told them that
I’m so depressed
I tried to hurt myself before
and we’re a perfect family.
I tried to scream
and I can’t
because they took my voice
I tried to breathe
and I can’t
because they’ve taken
everything from me
And we’re a perfect family.
I wrote this poem when I was really depressed and sad about all my issues with my parents and although things haven't changed much I don't hate, I love them but we have a lot of issues that they don't like to deal with which makes it hard for me.