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We are completely and utterly ****** up.

We are completely and utterly ****** up.

 

Daddy stomps his feet around;

 

rawr, rawr, rawr

 

Little brother stands defiantly;

 

screaming, "I hate you; I will **** you all!"

 

tears streaming down his face;

 

once innocent but now always covered

 

in anger, in insecurities, in uncertainty.

 

And mama is in the recliner;

 

slurring sarcastic comments.

 

A glass of wine for each hour of the day.

 

Where's sister you ask?

 

Well she's probably not here; trying to escape.

 

Filled with such an anger, such a stubbornness.

 

Or maybe she's in her room dancing;

 

not very good at it, but an outlet none the less.

 

As all of this psychotic behavior is enveloping

 

the lives of these people, I sit on the couch

 

an just watch it all.

 

Shut off to the world, I sit.

 

And I laugh and laugh at the fact,

 

that we are completely and utterly ****** up.

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Jan 13, 2013
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