Fairytales
Fairytale poems and crafted sweet songs
Seem to have the ideas all wrong
About families and their main function;
To keep your heart as hard as a man's gin
A father is no man to shine in armor
He drinks and sits and lives to harm her
Your mother who works her fingers to the bone
Then spends all her nights in a bed so alone
Trying to keep the perfect sister in school
Because she is drunk and acting the fool
All the while shoving down her little sister
Who truely believes none would have missed her
If she had taken to bed her favorite knife
And in the quiet morning, ended her life
Leaving three little brothers to mourn
Whose heads were already so full of scorn
Who no longer believed in fairy tales
Like this one here, of the family that fails