Family raise us
they shape us
until we are the people
we are today
Family in reality;
they fuck us up
they give us goodness
they show us the bad
They influence us
they force their opinion
their agenda upon us
we didn't ask to be born
Family; they love us
we love them
but we are bound to them
we feel like we owe them
and suppose we do
Everything we do
effects them
they are like a cloud
constantly hanging over you
for life.
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