Biography of Sami Woodall
I've grown up in Detroit, Michigan since I was 4 years old. I am a foster child, and I was sexually abused in my first foster home. I have one real sister that I know of... I don't know her on a personal level, but I know that her name is Mykia. My foster mother's name is Sandy, my father is Joe, and my foster brothers names are: Tyler, Mich, Austin, Stephen, Charley, and Devin. My sisters are: Tiffy, Madison, Brittany, Erika, Shelby, Katrina, and Haley. they are auzzom!
I am about to give birth to a baby girl, in about 2 months, but sadly will be raising her alone.
I spend alot of my time writing poetry, and drawing, but enjoy crafts, and riding horses. I plan on going to college to be a writer, and moving to Mssouri... hopefully it all works out...
Sami Woodall Poems
She's left all alone, lost in the dark, noone can help her, she's falling apart.
Girl was born, girl was abandoned, girl was raped, and left emptyhanded.
The scars remind me, that the past is real, the scars remind me, to have no fear.
Love Is The Slowest Form Of Sucide
Love is the slowest form of sucide, that I know, love is the pain, that will never go.
I Miss You
I miss the smile, upon your face, I miss your spirit, full of grace.
'I Love You'
It started with 'I love you, ' he would always say it to me, and I would say it back, I was so happy!
If Only For A Moment
If only for a moment, I could feel your touch, if only for a moment, I could have your love.
My Baby Girl
I want this baby, oh so deeply, but how can I take care of her, how can I keep it?
she came from heaven, no doubt in my mind, she is my protecter, she's there all the time.
Everything I've ever known in life is gone... Gone is the smile, I wore on my face,
Don'T Judge Me
People call me freaky, due to all the black, and when they talk shit, they better stay back.
The Wrong Kind Of Love
I remember, when he was drunk, he would hold me down, he would go inside of me, and warn me not to tell.
Tired Of Living In Fear
I'm tired of hiding in the shadows, hiding myself away, I'm tired of living in fear, that you will go astray.
Tyler 1990-2005 (Not The Tyler In My Fam...
I knew a kid from foster care, whose name was Tyler, he had lots of troubles, he became a fighter.
I Miss You
I miss the smile,
upon your face,
I miss your spirit,
full of grace.
I miss your attitude,
sassy as hell,
I miss your lovely,