My greatest treasure,
Is my family.
Where would I be without them?

The laughter that comes with
Having my siblings.
We fight but we love.

The family gatherings,
The way we reunite with the ones
Who had to leave whether it
Be to take care of their families
Or fight in the army.

My sister,
She's a year younger.
We fight a lot more than we
Should, but we always make up.
It's good to have her,
Who else would I tease?

My brothers,
One is younger than me and the other is older.
I never see my older brother, he's already
Moved out and is living with his girlfriend.
I miss the way he would play
Video games and watch movies
With me.
My younger brother,
He's a hassle.
The way he's constantly
Yelling and bantering with everyone.
He loves to make us angry, but
When he gets yelled at he cries.
Though I am annoyed, I hate to see him
Upset.

My new sibling.
I don't know what gender you are,
But I know I'll love you just the same.
My mom is pregnant, but I don't
Know how far along she is.
It doesn't honestly matter,
When the baby gets here, he gets here
And will immediately be spoiled and loved.

My Mom
She's my everything.
She's been here for me
Since the beginning.
She's beautiful and strong
And she's been through so much.
Spi look up to her for
Her strength
And I hope that if I struggle in life
I can deal with it as best as she did.

My dad
He loves to play games.
Not board games.
Head games.
He loves to mess with my head and my sisters.
My parents are divorced and I feel like I'm
In the middle of a rope and my family
Is playing tug of war wit my dad.
Trying to win me and my sister over.
He twists everything.
I don't know what to believe when he speaks to me.
I love him, I always will.
But a lot of the time he makes me so angry and
I can't stand him.
Why can't my family be normal?

My stepdad
He's caring, he's trustworthy.
He's honest.
He accepted my mother when she said she
Had three children and he's still her,
7 years later.
They had one child of their own and now a new
One on the way.
Though I struggle calling him dad, and have
Only done it once or twice,
It's not because I dint love him, I do,
But it's hard to realize that my father is actually not this man,
But the one that ran away last year, because
He was too weak to deal with the pain,
He caused himself.