Family Is Where Poem by aldrin villena

It is not just like circulation,
with it's complete formation.
There's a mother, a father,
a son and a daughter.

Family has it's own faces,
The one takes seriously.
Other makes you happy,
many different races.

A family brings you laughter,
even sometimes give you tears,
or a family make you brighter,
but the one you will fear.

Is this the true family?
where is the place of happiness?
the one treat you badly?
or the one fill your emptiness?