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The State came and took me away,

They said they had a safe place for me to stay

So where will I be going

Antisapation of not knowing



All their pictures neatly hung upon the wall

in the living room, family room and all along the hall

framing in their smile captured faces

youngest to oldest having their own places

Like a puzzle piecing them all together

they belong here now and forever

where do I fit in, is there room for me

I wont be written on a branch of their family tree

I will only live here till I have to go

will they even notice, I dont think so

All of them staring, looking in my way

words caught on their tongue, not knowing what to say

I can see the pity in all of their eyes

my heart screams out with silent cries

I know they were told of my life story

All the details to make it all look gory.

They think they know just how I must feel

But the pain inside I will never reveal.

All I want is just to belong

Is that so wrong



Now in the system, my name has been filed

I have just been marked as a foster child