Some days
I sit and hear the yells
fears loseing my pride
robbed of
grandmother screaming
Brother crying
I sit there and pretend
to not care
But inside it truely wares
ripping and tearing at my heart
I know i don't have it that bad but
It is pretty bad
and it makes me so sad
i wish i could just be glad
the smiles and laughs went away
as soon as I came here
Sometimes i just want to cry like now
just writeing this poem of life
When I was with my mom it was so much better
we might not have had everything but
I liked it better there
I feel like here no one loves me
so I look to my friends for love
and they give so much
There more of my family than anything
So I am closeing this poem with a goodbye
farewell I will be back to write you'll see
