I can paint a picture.
Of happyiness and i.
I can draw a family..
with lots of love and smiles.
I can draw a house..
Pretend it is my home.
I could draw anything..
To not feel so alone.
I can smile through it.
I could come home from school.
Acting like i have a mum and dad.
But i would be a fool.
I can imagin my brothers and sisters.
I can imagin the games we would play.
But when im sitting with just a teddy and a blankie..
I realise its all fake.
