Adopted Child

Adapted child
My child
Living from home to home, trying to find a family that feels like home
So young when they got you, so young when she found you,so young when she made you feel like you belong.
Adopted child
My child
As you grew, she grew less adapted to you. Her love for you, her care for you grew less.
As a child you fought, you fought for the love you so ever desired, you fought for the family that you thought fought for you.
Adopted child
My child
I set you free, free from that mindset that drained your soul for so long
Free to be you , free to stand on your own, free for you to now fight for what’s yours and yours only.
Adopted child
My child
You are no longer in her control, you are no longer in her hold! You are no longer the “adopted child”
My child you are a WOMEN,
A strong, black ,Independent, and proud women!
A women who will always keep her head high even when she’s feeling  6 feet under.
A women who knows her worth and knows who she is on the inside and loves what she has became and will become
I am no longer the adopted child
I will no longer beg you to love me, beg you to pay attention to me, beg you to my mother I thought you was.
Instead I will move on from this
I will grow from this and still love you through this
Because I do love you, I just don’t love being your adopted child