49:to much

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There's certain things I keep to myself
Because my life is to much for one to handle
You don't know about how I was abused
You can't handle the tears rnu down my face
It hurts so fucking much
To think how my mom dosent love me
She loves him
I don't have a mom
Or a dad
No one loves me and it's to much to handle
Being in foster care hurts so bad
Not knowing who I can trust
Because I couldn't even trust my own mother

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