Young and alone
Trapped inside her mind
The outside world
Coming at her from all size
Hand me downs
To keep her clean and clothed
But never what she what’s
And always looking poor
She tries to create
But force to put away
“Need to focus on
The rule world
And stop living in a fantasy”
They always say
Then one day
A little girl comes in
Everybody loves her
The little girl looks up to
The older artist
And becomes an artist too
But unlike the first
Who had to fight for her art
The little one
Was given everything she needs
The first one
The adopted child
Grew jealous of the little one
The little one was so lucky
Everyone gave her everything
Her favorite clothes
Art supplies
The little one was even given
The freedom to create without stress
But the first was
Never allowed her freedom
Whenever she had money
She wanted to buy
Her favorite clothes
But her family doesn’t let her
She would buy
Art supplies
And her family would make a fuss saying
“You should save up
Put that money to good use
And help the family”
She is never allowed
To think or to have anything for herself
But the little ones
Are given everything
Without working so hard to get them
The adopted child
Is at the point of being
Homeless
No matter how hard tries
No matter if she gets a job
Her so called family
Would never want her
It’s at the point
That she has given up
On everything
She has given up
On living
What’s the use
If no matter what she does
She can’t make it on her own
Because she was never allowed
To think for herself
So now she’s scared
Because she is losing the only
Home she knows
She could never make
Her family proud of her
And she doesn’t have the
Support she needs
All her life
She grew alone
An outcast in a so called home
What is she to do
If she can not
Find a new home
She made a promise
To many people
She would not
But it’s so tempting
To end her sorrow filled story.
