when I was three
i was taken away from my mom
she choose a man over me.so i thought how could that be she loves me.
so i thought i left and stayed with people
i didn't know but where were they going to go
i didn't know i was only three.
i asked god why is all this happening to me
i'm only three years old
i can't even be told
i just wanted to be free from all this pain
i turned insane from all this pain
it was like rain that kept on pooring
it was scoring
i was so hurt that it was boring.
my heart turned cold and hard
it no longer carried mister nice card.
i was so messed up
i didn't have no way out
i always did stuff with a doubt in my mind
i wanted to be kind
but i was still blind
to what my mom did
so maybe she was still a kid
leticia starkey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-are-you-39/
