Mother's Day and Father's comes and go
Thanksgiving's Day and Christmas comes and go,
But i am not with the family i know.
Im surrounded by strangers,
People I dont know
Im bounded with so much anger
Anger i can't let go
I try to take it one day at a time.
But all the stress builds up day by day
Im always trying to find a peace of mind
To keep from going off I just walk away.
People say i have an attitude that i need to change
They talk bad about me.. and im begining to believe what they say.
I am... who i am..
Although the person I am is never really accepted
Being in foster care is something i've learned to deal with
It's like my hopes and dream are no longer what they were
why? because my hopes and dreams have be flooded with so much hurt.
Foster Care can bring so much pain,
Pain that is just so hard to explain....
I cant wait until i turn 18! ! ! !
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