Sky's the Limit

#2

(Baili in M.M)

It was my last day staying at V's . I never wanted to be the type to intrude, I had thin boundaries so I didn't want to stay too long at her house, I may need to come back later.

Here I was walking the streets of my one and only home Crescent Ave, Brooklyn, going nowhere specific probably back to Jays. I have no where to call home, the only things I have is my dusty book bag , and old ass overalls I was gifted by mama 7 years ago on Christmas

It was of the many Christmases that she struggled to actually get me a present that a little Baili would cherish

"These are for you baby, I know it's not much but I know how much you love Jessie so I thought you would love these".

I opened the package with amazement I was in love with the long denim overalls.

" Thank you so much Mommy, Im just like Jessie now". 

She never understood how much those overalls meant to me and still mean to me now. Taking a look at the long overalls I sigh in frustration, tired of all the bullshit truly. Maybe I should have let the state take me, maybe I would have been better off in foster homes then homeless hell where each day is left with my imagination of a better life running wild, and who wants to be on the run.

After the state buried her 2 months ago, I knew CPS was gonna come sooner or later so I left before they could. I always wondered about my father but I didn't never gave it the time of day I had my mom but now that she's gone I can't help but wonder who is he?, where is he?,does he have a family?

God knows what is damn is as if I know, my mom made sure to not mention a damn thing about him.