Family

We all grow up normal Our differences hidden by being formal Mum and dad love me However they may be I refuse to comply to the evil regime Mother continues to scheme To bow and submit Is to live a life of hopeless s..t Stand up to the abuser And become an inheritance loser The illusive dream of independence makes me sob Too damaged to hold down a job It hurts to accept money from a criminal I try to keep it minimal A lifetime of squashed emotions Can’t be fixed by lotions Mental abuse is a crime Parents can be bad, are mine? It all comes together Here comes the stormy weather No more taboo I can stand up to you You can’t hurt me any more Your abuse even starts to bore