Anderson's Home - Poem by Suzae Chevalier
Teenage runaways, problem child,
pregnant girls try to smile.
telling their story
to a counselor all the while.
About how they became so bad,
I was just disappointed and very sad.
Yes, I was the scapegoat
where everything is my fault.
I was a part of the juvenile delinquent cult.
Luckily I was taught,
to wait for the man of your dreams,
don't get pregnant like my friends in their teens.
All my friends sent away that summer,
just like me, it was such a bummer.
Ate so much I got fat,
went swimming once, that was that.
This all happened at Anderson's home,
teenagers sent there because they where wronged.
Wronged by parents because they are blamed
for things totally insane.
Hopefully homes like this will be a thing of the past,
child abuse will end, it will not last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 5,2011
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