I was snatched,
Detached,
From my loving mom,
When I was six or seven,
Like Iran to Saddam,
Some people invaded,
And removed our calm,
But I was persuaded,
That I wasn't loved,
At my moms place,
So I was taken away,
Didn't see her face,
For over a decade,
Parents replaced,
I wish I stayed,
Cause for ten years,
I sat and decayed,
Without affection,
Just a roof and some crumbs,
I had no connections,
I slowly went numb,
To life and joy,
And simple pleasures,
Became an angsty boy,
That felt the pressure,
Of knowing there was people,
That was out there and cared,
But I thought I'd never see them,
And that made me scared,
I was told they were evil,
But soon I was prepared,
To find their love,
And rise above,
Some petty lies,
That I despised,
Reunited with 'em,
And gave them hugs,
And at that point,
I found the love,
I knew I had missed,
All the lost bliss,
The anger in my heart,
To this day, it exists,
But when I start,
To unball my fists,
And hug my sister,
Or brother, it gets,
Released completely,
And I feel alright,
Cause I'm back with my family,
For at least another night.