The Perfect Family

A perfect family

But only to the eye

When you come into their lives

That perfect family has very dark lies

But o'no one pays close attention

Those in the perfect family look and act as you

The costume that is being worn as camouflage everyday

The blanket of lies to cover up the other lies

The very happy and loving family of two

With no visible troubles or worries

Are dying and broken within their bodies

The lies that no one would expect 

But o'no one pays close attention

For their lies are hidden in open sight 

The lies to protect eachother

But mostly to protect the habitual liar.

This poem is about: 
My family

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