Family Pain.

Screaming, tears, and broken words.
What do you think will really come from this?
All of the hurt we're throwing at each other-
why call you closer then family, when you act just like the rest of them?
Fake smile with little bits of lies on the sides.
Do you know how much I hate admitting you're right?
Headaches and throats burning,
what happened to this thing called friendship, that we all adored?

And I'm here again.
In the same place I was just a few days ago.
Never ending secrets,
and backstabbing actions.
And you wonder how we're all truly messed up.
Families are all just wrecked these days,
some more then others.
Fathers leaving with no more then a couple of angry words.
Mothers loving the bottle more then their own kids.
The only place I had to go,
now just as broke as them.
I hate the wolf that howls at the moon at night.
And even more that most of the time, I join in.

This dead skin with the streaks of memories.
Aren't you gonna say something special about me, Mommy?
Let brother come in tonight,
high and drunk, he's falling in your deep footsteps.
I don't know what's worse,
having your blood hate you,
or having your friends hate you.
I'm guessing they both send the same amount of pain.

And dear Daddy,
and dear 'best friend'.
I would love it if both of you were really here.
But I guess,
that's another dream I'll have to reminisce about.