When people look at me
They think my Family's perfect
But the truth is
My family's not perfect
Is like were not a family
My sister a drug addict
If she's not on something
She will beat tell I cry
My mom is also on drugs
But at the same time
She is always gone
So I'm left alone
To feed myself
And clean the house
My dad moved away
And left me to die
And I never talk to him
I wonder why
Me. All I do is cry
It's so sad that my family's like this
That I wish I were dead
Someday it will change
At least I hope so
If not
Then that's a shame
