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Hopes and Fears

As an adopted child, I often feel a sense of longing,
A yearning for a connection to my roots, my history,
I am a puzzle piece that doesn't quite fit,
A piece of a family that I am not biologically a part of.

I look around at my siblings, my parents,
And I can't help but wonder where I truly belong,
Do I share their blood, their DNA,
Or am I forever destined to be an outsider?

I watch as they share inside jokes,
Their laughter filling the room with warmth,
But I am always on the outside looking in,
A silent observer in a world that isn't quite mine.

I long to know my birth parents,
To discover the stories of my past,
But I fear what I may find,
Will it bring me closer to my true identity,
Or will it only serve to deepen the void within me?

I struggle to find my place in this world,
To carve out a space that is uniquely mine,
But I am constantly overshadowed by the ghosts of my past,
The questions and doubts that plague my mind.

I am an adopted child,
A child without a trace of where I came from,
But I am more than just a label,
I am a person with my own dreams and desires,
My own hopes and fears.

I may feel left out at times,
But I am determined to find my place,
To create a life that is filled with love and acceptance,
To embrace the unique journey that is mine alone.

So I will continue to search for answers,
To seek out the pieces of my puzzle,
And I will hold onto the hope that one day,
I will no longer feel like an outsider,
But instead, like a beloved member of a family,
A family that may not share my blood,
But that shares my heart.

Copyright © Lauryn Luther | Year Posted 2024

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