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Family? What is family to you?

The question suddenly pops up in my mind

Family is, is um- they are um- to me they are-

Present Roz tries to explain herself.

Family is a group of people, who loves you, who cares for you, they are related to you by blood. And, I love them, they are precious to me.

Past Roz, but a part of present Roz explains too.

But now? What is a family to me now?

Everything is fine in the family, but what about me? Am I fine?

Do I look like I'm fine?! Yes! Yes I do look like I'm fine!

Because when you ask "Are you okay?" I say that I'm okay and I act like I'm okay! It's because you'll throw a fucking tantrum when

I start fucking crying, and showing my emotions.

In this family, I feel like only happiness and anger can be found in here.

When your sad, your told to just shut up and keep your tears to yourself, well not totally told to shut up, and they just say.... "Stop crying or your grandpa will see you."

He doesn't want to see anyone crying, but why?! Why the hell not?! What's wrong with expressing emotions?!

I guess it irritates him, but why.

It's fucking exhausting being left out in this family that I used to love, being told to do things like I'm a slave. I am not a slave.

I am your family.

But now? I don't even know if you are mine.

I know that my family would do anything for me, and I am grateful for that, I appreciate that, I appreciate everything that they have done for me.

But i just can't take it anymore.

This is quite emotional AHAHAH

-Roz, a human.

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