Growing up fast was really scary;
Living our lives in full blown fear and poverty.
Giving up my youth to raise an adult who was you;
The drugs you chose over me had no clue what I had to endure and do.
Seeing your pain filled violence as a normal recurrence;
When all we wanted was to love you and for you to be here and love us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem