It’s a city from the outside, Shining on a hill But from the inside looking out It’s just another jail
It sometimes feels like the city walls are pressing in, suffocating me, but I can’t leave, at least not yet. Soon, though, I’ll be leaving; soon... I just have to remember to breathe long enough to get there.
When I first was taken away I didn’t like to speak I had nothing left in me to say My biding was done So most days from sun up to sun down I sat at the dining room table Surrounded by large windows Letting in natural light eliminating the house I sat and looked out the windows Facing out the to the East The large field grew tall with unkept grass The trees barely blocking anything Green everywhere in sight And horses Real horses running around in their yard Not a mile across Spending hours sitting, looking out I’m not sure what for I wasn’t searching for anything Just glancing out with scratched glasses Not focusing on any one thing Mostly using the time to think If things went any different If what it was, wasn’t If what would be, wouldn’t Doing so for almost three years But it now feels like a waste It didn’t change a thing Foster care is still foster care in the end Now a part of my past Thank God it didn’t last And thank you to my now parents For the adoption
As long as I had my sister with me, nothing else mattered.
He said he knew me... Not me per se, but people like me. "****, I use to be you" he continued... "hopeless and lonely with a front row seat to tragedies, wasting time, killing hope,with *** bottles from ABC, fearing the living and mourning the dead, paralyzed in a loose chain, in a globe that seems to contradict it's every turn, that's what you're doomed to be!" his worn out eyes turned to me "but isn't that everybody? I know it's still me... afraid that my dreams will be swallowed up by reality"
Little girl don’t you cry. I know you’re scared. Everything seems so much bigger than you. The world could be a dreadful place sometimes. It spins too fast for you to keep up with it. You’ve got to run. You are allowed to fall too but be quick to get back up on your feet. Nobody is gonna wait for you out there. They will even step on you any time they can. It is a mortal marathon. Time to grow up little girl.