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ALWAYS MOVING

Contributed by desire on Tuesday, 1st June 2004 @ 10:04:32 PM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff

here is sit pondering my life once again
trying to figure out why this life is full of sin
doesn't anyone really care if IM happy or not
will i always be the little girl that her mother forgot
why does she leave me in all these houses why cant i go home
my brothers are there and IM here all alone
wondering and hoping that here i will be left alone
hopefully some kindness to me will be shown
but here i sit sharing a room with her son
i sleep on the top bunk and him on the bottom one
so scared at night i would wet the bed
and just take the covers and cover my head
i wish some times she would take me home and let me stay
why does it always have to be this way
me staying here and there with who ever she can pay
where is the fairness when will i get a say
how did i end up here with these people i barely know
i can only wonder how long it will be before i have to go
atleast i was left alone and not bothered at all
id just lay up in my bed and crawl up in a ball
i wasn't there long and the reason i cant remember real clear
but my next stop was my grandma who i called momma dear
a safe house a haven some where that i loved to be
you see my moma dear she really loved me
i wasn't the favorite that much i really did care
but she loved me and she treated me fair
and this time my brothers and i were together in her house
and i didn't have to be the timid little mouse
but like all houses she had her rules
do what your told and make sure you go to school
we lived there for a time and it was OK
my mother dropping by gifts to us and money to pay our way
my dad was alive then and he would come and visit too
those were my happiest times through and through
breakfast lunch and supper to
it was like being a part of something i could get use to
but the time came for me to leave there
and this was once again where i could end up anywhere

Copyright © desire ... [ 2004-06-01 22:04:32]
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Re: ALWAYS MOVING (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Tuesday, 1st June 2004 @ 10:15:09 PM AEST
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This is very sad and heart breaking.
It's written really well tho.
I was just wondering how old u r now.
luv, huggs,
emy

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