Long Live the Feud

How to deal with my sister not talking to my dad
The most unpleasant shifter that my family has had
I know I'll regret revealing this publicly
But this has been persisting, so I'm not acting impulsively
The problem is my sister, Elizabeth, for over three years
Has had any communication with my dad disappear
She says not a word at the dinner table to him
She says not a word at the dinner table to him

Elizabeth only mumbles or growls when he talks to her
A frozen front towards him is what she will spur
Elizabeth chooses to forget what he's provided in her last 18 years
And in return she provides him nights full of tears
Hopes were up when they started talking to get her a car the past fall
But now she only complains about it as if it were a recall
Elizabeth has divided the family during family vacations
Being in the same hotel room tests my dad's and Elizabeth's patience
It then becomes my mom and I's job to maintain composure
I never want to see my dad's breakdown again get exposure
The trip to Italy for my parents' 25th anniversary
Resulted in my dad having his hands for his face to bury
My sister being a complaining menace
Resulted in my dad and I sobbing in Venice
My dad is never one to cry
He doesn't know why she thinks he's a bad guy
She says not a word at the dinner table to him
She says not a word at the dinner table to him

What reasons does she have to be this hateful
The reasons she told me are nothing but disdainful
She says she won't talk to someone that
Raises their voice when being authoritative at
But he doesn't get physical or abusive
And with Elizabeth's communication his temper would be reclusive
Also she doesn't like his demeanor
She says he doesn't understand her even though he's a teacher
Who's seen kids from poverty and careless parents
And she complains about his discipline rooted in positive assurance
Elizabeth never gives dad a break
Even when his mother's health was at stake
She said not a word at the dinner table to him
Her health got better but the pressure stayed grim
Nothing the family has tried was a correct remedy
The frozen front could not be melted by therapy
My mom and I considered giving her the cold shoulder
But then nobody would know what influences to her get closer
And time alone with my mother is more hard-pressed
Because when we are, Elizabeth feels the need to be a guest
Elizabeth sees her as her only parent
It stresses my mother to handle a situation so errant
And I feel guilty speaking my own frustrations
The family weariness bank doesn't need more donations
Sometimes my dad does actions that I'm irritated with
But then I would get feedback on, "who's side are you with?"
And honestly since it's one sided, I can't call it a feud
I just call it that for an epic artistic presentation to be viewed
She says not a word at the dinner table to him
She says not a word at the dinner table to him

Despite what Elizabeth does she is still my only sibling
We have exclusive connections that are still worth giving
But anytime I enjoy her company, I unconsciously think
My dad might get jealous and my whimsy starts to sink
His jealousy having been shunned stalks his marriage
Forces my mother's empathetical effort to substitute courage
Because the dilemma sentences her to be constantly judging
Evicted from the happy home with constant loving
This song has turned into an indirect rant, but that's my fancy
What can I say next, am I Moses and Elizabeth's Ramses
Would her actions even be worth showing the world
Would it straighten her persona from originally curled
In her school character meek and cognitively skilled
But my observations show me her school stress build
Honors classes, sports, and a job constructs her résumé
Her kid leisure gradually begins to stray
She can't see
How helpful her dad can be
She can't see
How helpful her dad can be

I don't want Elizabeth to want to change and be overwhelmed
By guilt keeping her from moving to a lighter realm
Would me moving out be the most common advice
It's an easy way out why would I think twice
Despite being 21, I'm just not ready
I want to stay until the family is steady
And when I can say I forgive you, Elizabeth
For giving me years of heavy breath
You have made my father angry, exhausted, and sad
The point where it's hard to enjoy him I will add
And the older I get,
seeing a radical change in someone becomes more miraculous
That's a shame, it only makes me easier to please