Foster Homes Poem by Tissa Calvert

foster homes arent your home,
they are just like jail.
some kind of a shelter.
nothing that will be the healer.

you wish it to be your home away from home,
but it nothing like type of tone
you always argue
you never quite get along.
your never alone.

someone that isnt really easy
but who said you were sleezy.
sometimes we wonder where we are?
but always say its just too far.

when you try, they just lie.
and you can never tie
sometime you just want to die
then, they wonder why,
we just sigh and say good-bye!