Foster home to foster home
I never had a chance
No body much ever gave me
Anything but a glance
Slaps across the face
Not much food to eat
I just hang my head down
And accept defeat
I was never wanted
Just a problem child
No structure in my life
Most think I'm just wild
No one took the time
To care about me
My mama ran away
When I was only three
Passed around my whole life
Now I'm a teen
Ain't much in this world
I haven't seen
I've had to be tough
In order to survive
Fight my own battles
Just to stay alive
If one person had given me
A tiny ray of hope
If someone had cared enough
To throw me that rope
Who knows what
I could have become
Instead of being
A teenage bum
Foster home to foster home
I never had a chance
No body much ever gave me
Anything but a glance
(c) Linda Hill 2004
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Reviews of "A Teenagers Song"
Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)
Reviewed on December 21, 2010
Yours is a moving account of a discounted adolescence. It grieves and aggravates with its merciful vision of merciless indifference. A truly penetrating look at the gift that never starts giving, and I know in saying that I risk sounding like a dismissively glib slogan. I only hope and pray that someday, someone finds it in their heart to be there, always there, for those who have been shunted aside so callously like the subject of your poem. Thank you very much for sharing. I'm glad I found you, better late than never.
Reviewed by Richard Arrington (Reader)
Reviewed on September 4, 2009
This is very good. You express your self very well in this poem.
A very moving, powerful, and touching write . . . so finely expressed!!
The grace of God be with you!
Lance
Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)
Reviewed on October 15, 2008
How can someone be cruel to a child??
This is a touching and well versed poem
CarolHawks
Reviewed by Elora Lavery (Reader)
Reviewed on March 1, 2007
it is a great poem you really potray what the life is like. remeaber that you have to be strong one day your be out. you can do it just keep going let it all out and youll do fine
Reviewed by Chris F (Reader)
Reviewed on January 6, 2007
Incredible. Thats all i can really say, and that word doesnt fit what i thing about this poem. I hope you have been given that ray of hope you so much desired.
Chris
Reviewed by Marco Landi (Reader)
Reviewed on July 19, 2004
Excellent work sad but there is that glance.......love Marco
It's Called: Profiteering In Misery Of Poor Homeless Children_
Make $$$ Pretending To Care For Them Then_
Get A Little Sick Sex On Side!THEY ONLY THINK THEY GOT AWAY WITH IT!
EXCELLENT!
Your Friend,TRASK
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on July 13, 2004
You know Linda, this extremely powerful timeless write just ripped through my soul!!!… It belongs on the desk of every Foster Child Center, and before any child can released to an Adult, it must be read out loud, and then signed right in front of the child!!!… Incredible Poet!!!
Linda
This is so true and sad....that human beings are so cruel and unkind to one another...we each of us have a special responsibility and obligation , given by God , to care and look out for our neighbour , whomsoever that may be , especially liked Tami's comments below and message on this enduring problem .
" If one person had given me
A tiny ray of hope
If someone had cared enough
To throw me that rope"
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on July 13, 2004
So very sad and unfortuntly very true for some teenagers.
Totally true about most foster kids and one bad problem is when they reach adult age they are just release with no help. This is a terrible problem we have in our society for sure.
Excellent message here
Tommy
"If one person had given me
A tiny ray of hope
If someone had cared enough
To throw me that rope"
"A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove... But the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child."
This quote is framed and sits on my mantle at home and hangs on the wall in my office. If only I can make a difference to one child, it will have mattered.
This is a painful write that speaks so much truth. Thanks for all you do, Linda. It matters.
Hugs!
A sad but well written poem that spells out a message that many teenagers face today when everybody is working and not caring for those they brought into this world.
A girl and her horse...a desperate journey...one unforgettable summer.
Stormwind of the North Country: A young-adult wilderness adventure for ages 11 to 16. $8.95 plus shipping from Amazon.com.
The sequel to Goalden Girl. Gemma's school football team is well-established. Her young step-sister Portia is also becoming a promising player, until an accident changes her life forever
A very moving, powerful, and touching write . . . so finely expressed!!
The grace of God be with you!
Lance
This is a touching and well versed poem
CarolHawks
Chris
.... Linda
your writes are so true to life
and you really get your point across
makes you a great poet
Wiliiam
Make $$$ Pretending To Care For Them Then_
Get A Little Sick Sex On Side!THEY ONLY THINK THEY GOT AWAY WITH IT!
EXCELLENT!
Your Friend,TRASK
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears <
Powerful, sobering slice of reality for far too many kids! Well done!
This is so true and sad....that human beings are so cruel and unkind to one another...we each of us have a special responsibility and obligation , given by God , to care and look out for our neighbour , whomsoever that may be , especially liked Tami's comments below and message on this enduring problem .
" If one person had given me
A tiny ray of hope
If someone had cared enough
To throw me that rope"
Allen
Excellent reminder Linda..
Your friend..........Ron
Excellent message here
Tommy
A tiny ray of hope
If someone had cared enough
To throw me that rope"
"A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove... But the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child."
This quote is framed and sits on my mantle at home and hangs on the wall in my office. If only I can make a difference to one child, it will have mattered.
This is a painful write that speaks so much truth. Thanks for all you do, Linda. It matters.
Hugs!