A Families Self Destruction

I haven't the words The words to say how I feel I'm mad, but I'm sad I'm wrong, but your right I've told you this But to you words are words Only meaning anything When good for you to show, Your heart beats one beat I haven't the words to tell you how this make me feel I prove, and I prove Though proof may never be enough Though I give and I give Then slashed when I take So I'm confused Where am I now Where do you hold your first born Am I the one on the highest of pedistals Or the one so easily forgotten when faces turn the other cheek But I haven't forgotten dear dad How love is but two cold shoulders, And two of his favoritewords, "F**k you." Seeing more of his back, then I do of his face I was your first born But you dropped me like painfull weights It has become so easy for you To cover the sky with one hand My family is but a broken mirror And too busy to pick up the peices. Everyone walking in circles, And falling in holes that they've dug for themselves. The youngest yet of my family Young Roman Myheart, how bleeds for him He falls into a hole his mother has dug And under the watchful eye, Of his denial sunk grandmother. I have a backwards family With carless parents and reckless kids They weep in their pitty, stuck in depression Setting up their down fall, and pulling those around them So quick to their demise Putting themselves in their caskets Is thisthe wall we've hit? Our self destruction.