people say,

that your mother

or your father

or your sister or brother

are the one's who know you the best

that they know your heart and soul

and thats only because you and them 

are blood. 

but no,

i don't quite believe that.

because haven't you heard about

the people who's mother forgets their birthday?

or the father who sends them a card every christmas with a green piece of paper inside that says T W E N T Y - F I V E on it.

or the sister who humiliates them when she's around her friends or the brother who whispers threatening words to them if they 'speak one word about anything, they are dead'

but no,

i don't quite believe that.

what about the person who they give their soul too?

their innocence

their secrets

their time

what about the person who knows their birthday and makes sure that every holiday they feel special?

or the person that knows every flaw, every fear, and every strange thoughts at 2 A.M. on a school night?

but people still say that blood knows best?

no,

i don't quite believe that.

and i don't think i ever will.

|tbh i don't know what really striked the idea of writing this particularly but it isn't directed to anyone specifically. anyways, thank you for reading and voting!|