Imperfection

Imperfection is the word that describes me. When people meet me they assume snobby, controlling, and a level 10 on the obsessive level until you really get to know me of course. My life is one that my mom lives to keep looking like a better homes magazine. But in reality it is slowly tearing at the seems from the inside out. My mom is the type to make sure everything is kept pretty on the outside before the thought of what's really going on in the inside. While my dad on the other hand well he is like two different people he kinda turned into the before boys dad and the after boys dad. Before boys dad was my safe house most of the time. While the newer version is the exact opposite. I just want to run half the time, and where do I fit into this? Well that's for you to figure out.