Siblings

Fighting is what we do

going from I hate you back to I love you

not talking to a talking

Fighting is what we do

Why is it always like this?

Are we really bonded by blood?

Fighting is what we do

Is it going to be like this the rest my life?

Being mad at him to being happy when he is around?

Fighting is what we do

Our mother says

STOP!!

Our father says leave each other alone

BUT

Do we really?

Fighting is what we do

I love him to

DEATH

But sometimes I wish he would run away instead

Fighting is what we do

When will I get a break?

Mother says...

NEVER

Fighting is what we do

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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