Is about how it feels sometimes to be an adopted or isolated child.

Nobody’s Child

We sit surrounded by silence in a room filled with noise,
while emptiness lays claim to our soul,
it is the bottomless pit,
the belly,
we are not whole.
We are shadowed by our needs,
shamed by other’s deeds,
the butterfly escapes the net
to be caught by the spider’s greed.
A fleeting kiss,
a light touch,
for her we long,
We do not belong.
We pray for love,
fight for acceptance,
hope to remember,
when last we smiled,
for we,
are nobody’s child.