Misfits

We desperately need your help...we have no light in the dark. We are to young for voice...sometimes all bite and no bark. We get pushed aside...and usually forgotten. We just need a chance...we're not all rotten. We come from all over...we are too many to count. Our Mommies didn't want us...our burden was too high an amount. We all search for hope...in pieces and bits. We have been left unwanted...a bunch of misfits. Please reach out and help us...don't let them forget. God brought you here to help us...his love we all get. We've been split up and broken...separated by state. We pray that somebody will want us...until then we just wait. Like Yukon Cornelius...and Charlie in the box. We make up this group of misfits...of whom nobody talks. Please give us a voice...make sure that we're heard. We pray that you hear us...go forth with our word.