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Where I Come From
As I sit here thinking
Where I came from I had nothing
I had no mother love
Nor no father
I had me...
Which was nothing
The place I was to call home
Was not really home
Mom and Steven always fighting
Cussing, Screaming, Blood, and Tears
That's what I grew up with
I have scars to prove it
Always under weight
I would go some days starving
Other days I would beg for food
Mom said I didnt need to eat
Or I wasn't good that day
Where I came from I had nothing
Mama beat me
Steven laughed at me
Nobody to protect me
I was alone
I had nothing
poem
by
Makayla Straight
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