I was such a child myself, ten years old
I came to the institution, unwanted
and ignorant how

Till my brother found me
between the infants of my class
and told me how

I was 37 when I got a family
I asked them for shelter
but they didn't know how

So I stayed here and grew old
wrapped in sheets of folding paper
keeping back how

suffocating my life is
No one smooths out the folds
No one knows how