It seemed like an Ocean deep
but was shallow as a Puddle.

Daughter had a charming smile,
but she learned how to fake.

Father was so superior, no matches,
but that wasn't truth instead ego.

Mother was sweet and independent,
but never believed and afraid.

Family seemed to be self sufficient,
but it was a kingdom of grief.

It seemed they were meant to be together,
but everyone wanted to go away.

Values, say or maybe they were compelled to be together.

But inside their heart the islands were different but boat was same.

It was not a family. It was a trap.
A trap of grief, negativity, pain, dependence and fear.
© shayara