I cautiously walk into the house
The house of my "family"
My cousins run
Eager to see me
I hide in her room
Hoping to flee
My parents call me down
Down to my aunt and uncle
Down to my doom
He sees me being shy
So he decides to "hug" me
With his arms around my neck
And his belly on my back
My face get red
Then it turns blue
His death grip on my is mistaken for love
No one notices my struggle
Only that I smile
Because it helps the air get to my lungs
Faster than he wants
