Ever wonder what it is like to be adopted? How it feels? My dd has been writing poems again. This one I found very powerful and touching. I ask her to share it with me. She knows I tend to share with the world. If it touches you please leave a commit so I can share with her. I think she is very brave for what she writes and shares.
Sometimes…
Silence
is louder than a scream.
Being
left alone leaves me to
Wonder
if I am in a dream.
Sometimes
I try too hard to cry…
Other
times I don’t even have to try.
I
wonder if I died if anyone would miss me…
Is
there anything in this world worth trying to be?
Sometimes…
I
wonder if there really is a God…
If
so, where is He hiding? In the
Hazy
fog?
I
wonder if I am ugly…
Too
stupid… too chubby?
I
try to do the best I can,
If
you can hear my cries…
Could
you lend me a hand?
I
wish I could rest…
But
instead I have to take
Life test after test.
I
am scared…
I
do some things that without
Your
help, I wouldn’t
Have
even dared.
Sometimes…
I
want a hug…
Other
times leave me alone
When
I move away and shrug.
There
is no reason why I feel this way…
My
trust for people grows just a little
Day
to day.
I
forgive my past…
I
want the present to last.
Sometimes…
I
love you…
What
I told you is nothing but true…
Saying
goodbye and I love you
Is
not enough… I know… it
Is
tough.
I
don’t even get a chance to say goodbye…
And
just like that they seem to die…
I
may never get to hug my birth mom and dad…
I
am sad… and a little mad.
Sometimes…
Being
adopted is like a heart that broke…
And
grief, pain, rejection seems to leave
Me
to choke…
It
hurts… sometimes…
Overall,
I am a happy girl…
My
life is in a crazy whirl…
Sometimes…
MNJ
*10/7/12*
1 comment:
so profound. She is really in touch with how she feels. Try to tell her that EVERYONE weather adopted/foster EVEN non adopted as well as people in families that were not adopted have those moments and feelings. She only sees her life right now. Everyone only shows people what they are comfortable showing. We all have doubt,aloneness,fear regret & more. We all matter to someone and she does too.
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