Dysfunctional family

You call yourself a family

but live so unhappily

mom smiles in people’s face but 

when she’s home

puts people in their place

Dad stays quiet , don’t know what to say

depressed with the life he live

every single fucking day

The sister , from my dad side

ive only seen once or twice

never thrice 

not 3 times 

way to complicated for an adult to put into place 

shit just turned 18 couldn’t called and wish it happily?


well this is the family 

that calls themselves a family but don’t  live



This poem is about: 
My family


Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.


If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741