Parents fighting constantly

Little sister always crying and screaming

Other relatives scheming

And I'm expected to remain beaming

Well, I can't, so I'm leaving

I'm either writing poetry, wasting time, or reading

To escape this world, or else I'll spend my time grieving

So when you ask why you never see me

It's because I know that no matter my daydreaming

Problematic families don't fix themselves, and I won't spend time with people who are still hallucinating

We all have issues, as do I, as a monster, but the longer we let our problems go unsolved, the more our unhappiness receives feeding