At 3 months old my mother left me home
Sometimes I think she was always gone
I was there with my sister
6 years older of another mister
No one was talking to me
So someone couldn’t let me be
They took me and kept me
Sometimes I returned to see my Mom
But now I had moved on
This was the only way I would get a family
The family I was given was not good for me
So now I’ve gotten to the good days
Because I spent much of my younger life in pain
I always remember I might have to go through it again to get the life I have now
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