19 January 2013
Hiding from the world, Because no one understands, So many different mothers, Ask to hold so many hands.
Another bed, another room, My really mummy's gone, I don't know why she left me or- What it was that I did wrong.
Another 'Call me Daddy!', No, I can't, for you're not him, I know that I once had a dad, Before my life grew dim.
Another home, unwanted, A 'problem child' at heart, When all I want's a family, Of which I can be a part.
Fostered. • Opuss № I