Family
We all grow up normal
Our differences hidden by being formal
Mum and dad love me
However they may be
I refuse to comply to the evil regime
Mother continues to scheme
To bow and submit
Is to live a life of hopeless s..t
Stand up to the abuser
And become an inheritance loser
The illusive dream of independence makes me sob
Too damaged to hold down a job
It hurts to accept money from a criminal
I try to keep it minimal
A lifetime of squashed emotions
Can’t be fixed by lotions
Mental abuse is a crime
Parents can be bad, are mine?
It all comes together
Here comes the stormy weather
No more taboo
I can stand up to you
You can’t hurt me any more
Your abuse even starts to bore
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