Family
You all call yourselves "family,"
Maybe you are to each other, but not to me.
"Family" loves you and cares for you,
When it's pain you're going through.
But you come or call only when you NEED,
That is not "family" to me.
Where are you, when I hurt and cry?
"Sorry, I don't have time to talk now, bye."
Now you're upset, because I found friends to be my "family."
They talk to me, try to help me, you know, like real "family."
Seems you only love me when you need me,
I refuse to be your "disposable family."
If that makes me bad, then I'm bad.
But these friends, are the best "family" I've ever had.
From now on, I'll be treating you, as you do me,
See then, if YOU feel like we're "family."
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