Inner Story

A child neglected for drugs
Adopted by a women
Who showed no real motherly love
Forced to find love in ones self
Strides on a path with little help
wonders if there's a spot in the world for him
Heart heavy but you couldn't tell by the grin
Is what he seeks
Happiness for more than just his own needs
but to see happiness spread like the leaves falling from a tree
It hurts to know that the child is me

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