Dying to be perfect
I am from an all-american family.
From beautiful sons, daughters, aunts and cousins.
I am from a perfect family
But only on the outside
I am from a family of drugs, from dishonorable mentions, and liars
I am from alcoholics and violence
I am from struggle
From living on the streets and neglect
From meth and vodka
I am from a family of nurses and teachers
Smart beautiful people
Smart beautiful people who do disgusting things
Who hurt everyone around them
I am from christianity and acceptance
I am from an all-american family
Because all-american isn't what it seems like anymore.
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