i grew up believing that nobody cared about me but as i got older i realized that people really did care but they just had a hard time showing it.i now just write random poetry and never stick with one type.im trying to get a book of poetry published but it takes time to come up with all of the poems for the book but having them on the computer actually helps.
mom? dad? sister? where are you? no please dont leave me! ! ! ! !
mom! ! ! ! ! please stay with me! ! ! ! ! mooooooom! ! ! !
well the thing is that i never knew my mother.well see what hurts the most is that everyone says im not normal all because i never knew my mother.for half my life i didnt even know my own father...i guess its just fate that him and i met.....my mom? well she died in iraq in the military i guess i dont know.at least thats what i heard but im not sure.how am i different from any one else? well its clear to me i never knew my own parents and everyone else has known their own parents.well maybe they dont actually live with their own parents maybe we arent any different.the start to this is the first thing i said when i learned that those i believed to be my mom and dad.
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