14 September 2012
Notice: Not a personal experience Brutal language
No childhood for this one In case you couldn't see Daddy never arrived Mommy never seen
Sisters tried To give me happiness and hope Teach me things That'll help cope
I didn't play With all the other kids Sat alone at a tree Where all others forbid
Brutal words At home and school A comforting kitty Of whom, did drool
Family was big To all others But I didn't have A father or mother
Left me alone On a front porch In blistering snow I nearly became a corpse
A small cry I was once heard Adopted unknowingly It seems absurd
Always wondering Why they left me Labeled me an outcast Never to be free
Or why they never cane See how I hated it The foster homes Were a real piece of shit
Why didn't they keep me? Was I not to their standards? Was I too much? Or were they bastards?
Why no words? Am I not worthy? Or are they too busy For their child now on the street?
Beaten blue In the last so called home But they all said I'm accident prone
Would they care? Have they ever? Why can't they be mine? Are others better?
What are they like? Do they remember me? If they did, would they return? Or turn around and leave?
Alone in the alley Unloved and beaten Of happiness, love, and life I've been cheaten
A Small Cry • Opuss № I