Mr.Jeffers
I was told once to never give up,
to never stop trying, but to stop crying.
I was scared then, thought that i would never find
who i was, who i am.
Thought daddy never wanted me,
not so sure as mother talks openly,
I see him soon after five years of him always walking out on me.
Felt not sure if he thought i should die, was i supposed to be alive?
Why did he leave me? Did he want so see me?
My teacher he's the one that helped me up,
made me brush off my knees, when i slammed into a tree.
It is him i will never forget, he helped me,
whether it was critiscm, or advice.
I will never forget the way he looked at you like you mattered.
There was no sympathy, and he helped me to never regret.
He said your situation is unique, it's almost like you must document it.
My situation, I want it changed, no more motel, or not having money,
no more asking from god for watever we need. I want to live like a person,
as important to me as i was to him.
He reminds me of my foster father, understanding, caring, funny, and witty.
I was scared to leave them...afraid of my mother..I know what happened before
they took me. I want something of my life, right now I just have to tred some water.
Thank you Mr.Jeffers
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