Family is supposed to be there,
When you really need to.
They're supposed to help,
and support in what you do.
But where is the family,
That I once knew?
Why has my life,
Become so blue?
I guess it's not my family.
It probably is me.
I can't handle the change.
That I must rearange.
Why am I not there,
When I need myself.
I tend to slip away,
When I need me to help.
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