Depressed

My life was all good,
'til i turned five.
No one told me the truth,
I didn't evan know me darkest secret.

When i found out,
I want to scream and shout.
I cried with sarrow.

I asked my mommy,
am i yours,
or someone elses?

As I grew older,
I grew with anger, hatred, and so much more.
I learned the truth about my real mother.

She left my sisters and brothers in a park,
She ditched me at the hospital,
She was a true user.(dreugs and drinking)
She didn't respert herself.

I am now 13 years old, going to be 14.
Still I have questions,
Questions I feel will never be answered.
'Til this day I cry and cry.

I'm older,
Im stronger,
and I ain't gonna hold no longer.

Some day,
Some how,
She will pay for all this pain she has caused.

she caused me to be depressed.

I wrote this poem for my very close friend Crystal. This poem is talking about her. I love ya! her and I would appreciate your votes and comments.