I've had a bad day
Had something to do with school
I thought I had a best friend
But instead I was his tool
My dad asks to see me,
He corners me in his room.
I ask him to leave me alone
But he insists to cover me in gloom
He says it is important
He says I need to know
I feel yelling at him
But I won't let it show.
He tells me I'm adopted
I tell him its a lie
I know he has baby pictures
So I make that my alibi
He decides to finally leave
And now I want to know
Who is my true mum?
But I won't let it show.
I do my Internet research
But the records are destroyed
Did she hate me so much
She disposed of any evidence employed?
I hear myself gasp
Then I start to cry
I want myself to stop
But I fail on all my tries
I decide to go to the park
That I remember best
I hope that I'll remember her
Maybe then I could rest
But the park gives me memories
Of a wooden case
And then I gasp again
Then memories I try to erase
I run back home to my worried dad
Who tells me my last name was Blacking
I go to Greenwich graves
Wishfully thinking he is lying
But then I see her tombstone
Mrs Jenny Rose Blacking
I feel terrible inside
I know the grave is lying
I feel like yelling out
And now I want to know
Did she ever love me?
But I won't let it show
Ever
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