I Am From
I am from the tortured past
From the yelling and fighting
I am from never getting away from the pain
(Black, sinister,
filled with despair.)
I am from the back and forth
The trouble of going from house to house
Like it was yesterday.
I am from hope and love, from heart-break and tears
I'm from the "We need to talk"
And the "You're not welcome back here."
I'm from the agony
With not knowing what will come next
And scared for the outcome.
I'm from the stable and the unstable,
A house one night, and a new every few months
From the safety,
To the barely enough food
Hoping for something that will never happen
Wishing for a different face this time
Even though it will never happen
The hurt,
The misery of having to deal with it
To put on a happy face,
Even though you're dying inside
I'm from the fear of never being good enough.