What is family?
What is family?
What is family but a constant twisted endless winding road.
We travel down and down looking for the perfect family,hoping and praying that they understand.
Family isn’t always blood it is what we make it sometimes family can be ice cold,they don’t always understand but there will always be people who will lift you up and be your best friend.
Your best friend in times of need when family isn’t always there or when family chooses to judge when they simply don’t need to judge based off their own greed.
Family is what we make it not what we are born into if you ask me it’s something that we all do.
We all choose what to do,we all know right from wrong but some people choose to blame you and say you’re wrong.
Why are we wrong if we are making mistakes,we learn from mistakes even when our lives are at stake.
In my life I have been judged and berated yet through it all I’ve never hated,I’ve never hated those who have trespassed me,I’ve never hated those who have judged me I have never hated anyone and I never will, even if family is sometimes a hard pill,a hard pill to swallow sometimes it’s a placebo, a harsh and sour placebo that isn’t always a sweet pill, sometimes it’s bitter and sometimes it’s sweet and sometimes it’s just what we need.
Family should be there for when we are hurt most instead of laughing,mocking and judging and making a toast.
Like it’s one big celebration like we deserve to have hardships in life well let me tell you that,that isn’t who you are in life.
You are so much better then your haters and so much better then the fake faces of kindness and care,you have a strong head upon your shoulders and people who care will always be there.
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