Family is all we got, but what is family?
Yes, it’s where we take birth, but does that make it our home?
Home is where you’re safe and sound, but is it only because we share the same blood?
Blood can go wrong, once it’s infused with the taste of bitterness, where frustration dwells.
And dwells the mix of fear, sorrow and confinement, but honey they’re fam, what’s to hide?
Hide and seek is not just a game we play till the child within us stays alive.
It continues to hold its charm as we become prey to silence and use it to hold our lies.
I do not say family is bad, but can we for once look at the other side?
Where understanding is scarce, the demand for love makes the closest to collide.
Break the barrier but don’t lose your roots, continue to shower them with warmth.
But warmth just the perfect amount, as too much heat would burn you down, when the water of emotions won’t suffice.
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