Now to start my story, I'm a premature twin girl
but my twin is a boy, no identical worldWe were adopted as babies which no one seems to believe
because I look like our adoptive mom I don't know how that got achievedBut I think about my biologocal mom everyday
I often cry at times and think why did it have to be this way?
Why did we just have to leave and they think it's okay?I talk to her from time to time and she tells me she loves me
I forgive her because I understand the situation, see..She was only 14 thinking how she would raise 2 children on her own
She's thinking God why me I can't do this all alone!We share the same features i think its unique
how can somebody be so close to my shape, my physique?We're more like twins if you think of our personalities
we like to laugh, do hair, have fun you know.. the things that come naturallyI'm not going into too much detail i dont quite know it too well
but I know my life began with my dad in the cellMy dad was always holy he just got caught up in the streets
the devil will appear and always try to defeatBut he picked himself up and now he's preaching the word to the world
He speaks words of wisdom some things I never thought i would've heardWhen him and I first met I was 19 & felt like a little lost bird
it was hard to ask him questions I was kind of afraid of what I was about to learnHe looks just like my brother but with a bald head
My brother didn't come with me that day & that I dread..He's not ready to meet our biological family yet I don't know if he's scared
or if he doesn't feel an emptiness because he knows as we grew up they weren't thereJust to fast forward; my biological mom gave birth to my beautiful little sister
we don't hang out too much but she should know that I miss herI met her some years ago when she was only 5
She was so happy when we met I almost criedShe knew who I was when she first saw my face
it feels good to know I'm not a disgraceShe was so cute with her 2 missing front teeth
her little beads in her hair she looked like a back in the day mini mewe have different dads but we kind of act the same
We have so much in common even though we don't share the same last nameMy story is to be continued but for a later date
Since my life is still going I'm trying to be greatJust know I love my family I have now; and the woman I've become
I just wonder how it would've been if my story was a different one?🤔
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Somewhat Ordinary Lifestyle
PoetryThis book is just some poems I've wrote about life. I hope you enjoy!