Poetry

Most Families VS. My Family

Family is meant to be happy,
Family is meant to be helpful.
But my family is snappy,
My family is hateful.
They wouldn't notice if I left,
They wouldn't care if I died.
Think I'm being over dramatic?
Live a day in my life.
My family thinks I'm stupid,
Worthless,
Useless.
Is it too much to ask for a time out?
For someone in my family to break away?
Care about how I feel night and day?
I suppose I should just hide about.
They won't notice.
If they did it would be because they need someone to laugh at and insult.
People say 'things are never as bad as you see them.'
But sometimes they are.
Sometimes I need someone to fix the hole in my heart.
But would anyone want to?
My friends care,
But not my own family.
Does it really matter?
They say no but I say yes.
My feelings do matter.
Maybe not to them, but to me and my friends.
Is it bad that I'm growing used to it?
The pain in my heart,
The annoyance in their voices.
I need a brake from them.
But I can't even escape them when I have friends over.
And when I go to school I have to spend the day with a friend who hates my guts.
She makes my life miserable at school,
While my family does at home.
I'm cornered.
I can't escape.
I need help.
But still I let few in through my barbed gates.
If I'm prickly and impatient with you,
I'm sorry!
I'm just not used to people caring.
I'm not used to people trying to make me happy.
I need time alone,
But it's nearly impossible to get.
Someone help me.
I don't know how much more I can bare.