When I was two my mom came back.
Only briefly though and only for my brother.
She wanted to take him and leave.
I had no problem with that at all.
I felt like she was doing me a favor.
My dad on the other hand wanted the little angel(that's how I talk about my brother because that's how my parents see him.)
I wanted to go into foster care personally but the judge wouldn't allow it.
The first thing the judge say was me and my mom arguing.
That's why he made it so I had to see her.
I thought it was unfair and I wanted to just run away.
I hated my mom and she felt the same.
Couldn't he see that.
Didn't he know what had happened.
I wondered if I showed him my scars he would understand.
I didn't want my mom in my life I would rather have none of them.
I like to be alone I would be fine with that.
