The perfect family

Everyone thinks my family is perfect.

I must not know the meaning of perfect.

Does perfect mean constant fighting?

Does perfect mean being locked in my room for days?

Does perfect mean being verbally and physically abused every minute of the day?

If so then yeah my family is perfect. 

This poem is about: 
My family


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