Short and bitter

The beginning

This is my first impression
Of the person that
Will take care of me.
She's strange and sweaty
And crying with joy.
We're am I?
It's scary ,why am
I crying? I just want to
go back to my
Quite and happy place.
It was nice. Why can't I go
Back? I don't want to be here in
This White and bright room.
We're am I? Who are you ?
Who am I? Right when I ask that
You answer in a whisper
"Tianna that'll be your name,
Hi I'm you mother and I
Will protect you no matter what.
You'll be loved by your older sister
And me of course."
And I started to cry but I wasn't sad
They were tears of joy,
"don't cry my little baby girl, everything's alright know
Here soon we'll go home."
She hugged me softly and
With warmth and love I
Was now pleased that I was there
With her my new mother.
I fell asleep with a smile in
My heart at the thought of
Waking up to her my mother.