Clock Is Ticking
Where are you
Who am I
Never a word from you
No hello, no goodbye
Someone else took me in
Taught me everything they knew
Someone has always been there
But that someone was never you
It is hard to fight anger
For a man will buy revenge with his soul
Eighteen years of stored up hatred
For your decision some twenty-two years ago
A life altering event
Didn't even leave me with a choice
No mother-child bond
Not even the sound of your voice
You gave me away
Never called, never sent a letter
An open adoption
A child left to wonder
And as the years flew by
A hole grew deep inside
With a hate that never died
All because you never tried
And everywhere I looked
Was nothing but lies
And maybe one day you'll wonder what became of me
Just maybe you will try to find me
Or maybe you will just leave it all to fate
Either way the clock is ticking
Hurry up and choose before its too late
Copyright © Nathan Stobbs | Year Posted 2014
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