Foster

I pick up a pen and stert to write There is no point of trying to win This fight its her doughter she knoes Whats best im just a foster ill never Pass that test or meet up to that Expectation iv never had a mother Figure to show me right from wrong All mine have drank and partied there Life away and left me at gass stations Never stayed right now i feel so alone All i can do is pick up the phone and Call amy because im unsure of my Next move... by cortney