Nothing is actually considered wrong, its the fear of being punished and ridiculed for doing what others believe is wrong

Just because you're family
Doesn't mean you have rights to me
My secrets kept
Are just that
They're hidden and swept
Under the rugs from your eyes.
If you find out you'd just call them lies
And there's truth to that plight
Blood hasn't  given you the god given right
To have a say in everything in my life
Keep in mind
The things you've confided in me
Without judgement and without confessing
To the rest of the world
Defining
What kind of person I've come to be.
Play your game
Let me play mine
You grew up with me
But you weren't always there to check my vital signs
You weren't there for every bit of time
I collapsed and reached out to find
You weren't there
And I still ended up fine.
Being the youngest of five
Doesn't make me the dumbest one in line.
I learned from the mistakes of four others
To keep my faults under these covers.
Being naive in front of the clan
Is apart of my plan
Blend in and refrain
From voicing opinions that won't be heard anyways.
Just because you're family
Doesn't mean
You own me
So *******
Or play my game

What is insanity?
Its a world of whirling
And explanations fwurling
Why, Why won't it stop twirling?
Confusions and fears
All judged by your peers
The stress in your head
You can't sleep in any bed
Question your worth
Did she question your birth?
You sit up all night
And work up your might
To realize that none of its real
To find your insane
You sit there and sit there, stare at your vein
You're finally quiet
And everyone buys it
You let your mind wander
And you ponder and ponder
But the places it goes causes errors
It causes you night terrors
Don't do it, don't scream
It was only just a dream
Except that's a memory
Something that leaves you empty
Insanity goes everywhere
And like human life, never ceases for just one person.