A look from your mother
Is the end of bright, happy thoughts
That's the moment in which you know
You are not enough

A look from your father
Gently caresses your wild hair
Trying to make up for everything
That his other half has said to you

A look from your brother
Rips off the bandaid
But kisses the wound
Protecting you from things unsees

A look from your lover
Stops the world for an eternity
Embracing you for so long
You forget what it is to exist alone

But a look at yourself
Is a scream from a prisoner of Hell
Clawing and tearing for release
Knowing that heaven is so close