your thoughts
   running mad
as you try to sleep
   but instead
they go down your face
as if you've done something wrong
but in reality
nothing wrong has been done
  as you sit in silence
   with more and more coming down your face
tears we call them
  but why are they coming?
form the longing of a father  who's death was in January
or
a mother who showed  that she cared at all.....
for a brother who was protective or even had emotions to show
but instead
a foster family is were i lay
my real family is were i earn to be
with my family who accurately try's too set me free