I am always there, but hardly ever noticed.
I may act naughty, uncontrollable and mean,
It's the only time I get attention,
Where the focus is on me.
I am passed around like hand me down clothes
Because I no longer fit.
I feel all alone, doesn't anyone see that?
When will someone want me?
Will someone love me?
Dear child I am here for you.
I want you, and always will.
When you test the waters, and act out,
I will be there to take you in my arms, and weather the storm.
Your place is here with me,
I will love you unconditionally!
I'm such a poet nut. This is beautiful i love it. Great job Sarah!
ReplyDelete