Brother Sister Siblings Parents
Brothers, Sister, siblings, parents,
It makes me question what they decide,
the thought about having nothing yet full of pride,
Then having everything taken, a loss that's always been mistaken,
A life full of lies,
Promises unkempt
A selfish demise,
Have your back,
Then stab you instead,
We laid our beds,
Now we lay our heads,
Brother,
The strong, yet anguished and full of hatred,
And sister who can't feel a thing but sacred,
Disappears like the moon when the sun arises,
Things aren't the way they should be,
But broken and sedated to the world outside of four walls and a mind that can't decide the decisions that must be made, we were never taught
Really it's a shame
To take care of others but when we can't we take the full blame,
Siblings,
When you have nothing you try to give the world,
Except when the world doesn't exist, you can only blame
Others around you that hold that same name,
Parents
No one knows of where we came just so many of us yet a stranger with a familiar face.
Brother, sister, siblings, parents
All in all we hate being the same.
Copyright © Amanda Pearson | Year Posted 2023
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