I wrote this about my family. My mom and dad act normal and nice when my grandma is here but when she’s not my mom makes living at home a living hell. And I’m too young to move out.
DEAR GRANDMA
Hey little brother,
What’s it like to be the baby of the family?
To be the one they love.
Hey mom,
What’s it like to know your girl hates you?
To know she’s sad because if you.
Hey dad,
How’s it feel to be the weak one?
Because you’re the abuser and the ignorant.
Grandma, you think we’re a normal family.
You haven’t seen reality.
You never see the true screaming matches,
The hits and cries for help.
You don’t hear him cry out in pain,
Never see me run to stop daddy.
You think we’re a nice normal family,
Well don’t you have some lessons to learn.