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Ongoing, First published Feb 01, 2015
Does your pillow know

that your head is on my shoulder?

The notion seems so stupid

but I wonder anyway.

Do the children in the streets

know they're getting older?

I guess they don't quite get it,

but it keeps happ'nin all the time.

&nbsp;

I close my eyes

and start to see

everything I've been missing

since I started looking solely to the sun.

I find myself going back to me

and lovin' every minute,

seems so stupid now to leave

just 'cause we ain't happy all the time.

&nbsp;

When I close my eyes

and we're alone,

do you become invisible?

When you walk away and she walks in,

do I really change at all?

Things keep on a-moving

even though we're sitting.

Trying to do our best

to hold back the tide.

&nbsp;

I close my eyes

and start to see

everything I've been missing

since I started looking solely to the sun.

I find myself going back to me

and lovin' every minute.

Seems so stupid now to leave

just 'cause we ain't happy all the time.

&nbsp;

I must be doing right

when I see the same things eyes closed 

or open.

Must be heading down a path,

maybe treading toward a light.

Seems I'm always after something,

that's about how life seems to go.

Not enough satisfyin' portions for the 

people of the world.

&nbsp;

I closed my eyes

and began to see

everything I'd been missing

since I started looking solely to the sun

I find myself going back to me

and lovin' every minute

seems so stupid now to leave

just 'cause we ain't happy all the time

&nbsp;

You can say what you want

I'll still sing my song

I'm on the road to contentment

Don't you tell me that I'm wrong
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I was kicked around like trash on the streets. I was the book that nobody could understand or read, but without a care, they were quick to rip out the pages. I screamed for attention, but time after time, I was ignored. Nobody noticed me, so I made myself at home in my own shadow. They say there's light at the end of the tunnel -- I searched and searched for it, but it could never be found. Therefore, I lost hope as I hid in the shade and endured what seemed like everlasting pain. The little hope I did have was snatched from my arms. My baby brother was my life, and they took my glimpse of hope away. Home. Is that a word? Maybe for a family of some kind, but for me, I never had a place to call home. I moved from place to place. Unstable foster care, fighting for my life in group homes, barely surviving in detention centers, and running away from being mistreated as I made many benches my temporary home. The only thing that I was familiar with was a black plastic bag containing my dirty rags. I am too young to know what it feels like to survive. These are the cards life has dealt me and I am not meant to win; however, I easily lose without trying. It is hard for me to find peace. I am paying for my mother's reckless actions. I am trapped in a world where the sun has died because I am unable to feel love. I am unable to dream. Sorrow is my aura, and the sadness hugs me. My eyes are closed shut by the barbed wire fence from my eyelashes as they prohibit tears from falling. I am damaged. When will the morning come? Did the sun put up a fight last night, like I do every single day? If I can survive the day, I know the sun isn't dead. One day, I will awake to a glorious sunrise. Until then, I hope my brother keeps blowing his pinwheel, and I will keep making wishes with every dandelion I come across. For now, all I know is that everything was taken from me, and the only thing I own is my name.