This is Me 

I’m sitting here trying to think of what to write or how to say it so this is me

I can be needy, I can be shy, I can be happy, and I can be high

I have my lows; I have my heights but one thing I don’t do is give up on life

I strive and I strive to keep myself alive, not for me, but for all of you in sight, and for my daughter too

It’s hard to say those words I have to be stern, not to you but to my own fight

People come and go, that’s what they say can’t you please just this once stay?

A question to you and not to me, just be truthful with what you pray

I have some weight that I can’t just sway growing up in care, is what I say

 

All I want is to be loved and to be taught a lot of stuff along the way

I get attached I can’t help that, so this is why I ask you to please just stay

 

6 years old that’s when it first happened, they took us from school

How can you do that and just walk away? Or was it that you thought we would never ever say ‘I remember that day’

You left us hurt, you left us torn, but you were never there when we needed that call.

I’d ask myself: how can this be so cool? All I ever wanted was to have that warmth, the goodnight, I’ll see you in the morning talk.

 

I get asked: what do you feel? All I can say is that it’s all so full

The fear of people walking away and leaving me so fearful

With all the emotions and all the questions of what did I do for it to be so dull

 

23 now and all this pain is still so tough I just tell myself that one day it will be so good

I’m a mom now, can’t let the bad things get in the hood.

I’m sitting here trying to think of what to write or how to say it, so this is me

I can be needy, I can be shy, I can be happy, and I can be high

I have my lows; I have my heights but one thing I don’t do is give up on life

 

By Chelsea Fowels