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Adhd Diaries: Fostered
I open my eyes, no time to react The bottle glass flies, my father's face cracked Sirens at the window,my father's goin' to jail It's not the end though, my lonely face so pale Just six years old, ripped from my home But it had to unfold, drugged cuz of my syndrome I start a new life, I go to a new school My mind is full of strife, but I'm a fool Thinkin' they'll come for me, depressed and suicidal Nobody to save me, and a monster is my idol At six years I'm in a psycho ward, all around me white walls So drugged a thought I can't afford, it's life set on pause And when I finally get out, I can't shed any tears My mind is clouded with doubt, just a six year old's fears They don't love me anymore, I'll never see them again And my existence I abhor, my heart a prison of pain Too young to understand, but old enough to be scarred This life I've panned, It's just way too hard And when I see them, echoes of how they beat me Chance of hating them is slim, I wonder how they see me A child abandoned in foster care, and nobody told me it'd be okay So all I do is sit and stare, I'm plotting to runaway Having fallen asleep I open my eyes, no time to react I hear my grandmother's cries, her love is a fact My heart is still broken, but my resolve is shaken When tender words spoken, I see hope awaken
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