Ohana means family and family is forever
But the times get rough when we all aint together
Who's fighting with who
And you're walking around crazy cause you don’t know what do.
When one says a name the other one flinches  
and every time you turn around another one is *******
What happened to the times wed **** for each other
Take a bullet for each other
Now its turned  into "We'd **** one another"
everyone's depressed cause none of us are talking
Then it gets worse when one of us goes walking.
Ohana means family but sometimes family aint forever.

Mom doesn't me. I do not mean me physically because I am there but emotionally mom does not see me. She doesn't see the tears that form a puddle at the end of my pillow. She does not see the hair pulled from my head because of stress.
Mom doesn't see me. I do not mean emotionally I mean mentally. She doesn't understand the discomfort I feel when everything is bottled up but I can not speak to her about it.  She doesn't see how far apart we actually are, even though we live in the same house.
Mom doesn’t see that no matter how hard I try the bed pulls me closer. My blankets have covered me and kept me warm at night more than she ever has. She doesn’t realize my pillow is the shoulder I lean on when I need someone.  
Mom doesn’t see that I'm depressed. She doesn’t see the emotional pain I go through because I have 7 smiles locked away in my dresser. One for every day of the week.  
Mom doesn't see I'm suicidal. Although I have never told her most parents know already. She doesn’t know that I've tried killing myself more than once.  
Mom doesn’t see my eagerness to leave. She doesn’t see that my mind is going crazy trying to figure out a way to stay here and not be miserable. She doesn’t see the bag I've packed away just incase I run away.  
Mom doesn’t see me. The real me. The one who is eager to explore, the one who writes and sings. She doesn’t see that I can be loving. She doesn't see who I want to be. Instead she believes I'm trying to be someone I am not.  
Mom doesn’t see me. Maybe I don’t see me either.

You killed me emotionally

I hate you!

*******.

The end.

The memories of you disappear like the leaves on the trees in winter
Fading away like the silhouette of a ghost
Your love has diminished as if it were never there
The feeling of your hand locked within mine escape me
The thoughts of you burn inside my mind and the ashes fly away
You've come and gone as the seasons do
The sound of your voice leaves my ears like the rain  leaves the clouds
You are gone from me, never to be seen again
And all those memories disappear