My parents didn't want me they abandon me to my fate. From foster home to foster home that's where I was made to stay. A ward of the state I was forgotten and no one cared now I've turned 18 and I'm staring into an abyss. Why was I even born, life is not supposed to be like this. I reach out to find someone , anyone who will care. Each time I grasp at Phantoms that are floating through the air. I've closed off my heart because I don't know how to trust, the only thing that I know is being shuffled from place to place. Now I've been kicked out with nowhere to go, I guess I really am no good. Who would ever want to love me for you see I am just damaged goods.