Adoption Poem

Poem About Relationship With Adopted Parents

This poem is about me, my everyday life, my dad died when I was 6, my mum went to jail, so I got adopted by my godmother, I've been with them (her family) for about 6-7 years, right now I'm 12. Here's my poem, please comment I hope you like it.

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Brianna, before you know it you will be grown. You will be moving out to start a life of your own. Just finish school. Get good grades. Try to make close friends. Don't ever be afraid to...

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Published: December 2013

You don't understand!
Nobody ever does!
You treat a dog better than me,
And you wonder why I always sit in my room with the door shut.
Whenever I do something wrong,
You shout instead of help.
I listen, while the anger travels through me.
My eyes so full of tears I don't think I can hold any more,
I wish I could cover my ears.
Sometimes I feel like I come from another planet,
Trying to learn your ways and language.
That wouldn't help,
You wouldn't accept me.
Why can't I have some freedom,
Listen to the songs I want to listen to,
Say what I want to say without being shouted at,
The things that are so simple,
Seem to be so hard.
Please try to find a way of getting inside my head and reading my thoughts Because I'm too scared to talk.
Just leave me alone.

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  • by Kate, Qld
  • 5 years ago

Brianna,

I went through the same and now a happily married mother I am having to deal with the ramifications of being adopted and abused! It hurts like hell and I am grateful for the opportunity to bring a child into the world and show them they are loved.

No-one deserves to be abused, especially us special ones (being adopted).........

You're not alone! There are services out there to help you and if I can help or be an ear for you, just let me know

  • by Brianna
  • 5 years ago

OMG!!! We can relate to one another! My name is Brianna. I'm treated so horribly by my adoptive parents that other people cry for me. I'm abused in physical, emotional, and mental forms. It's just so terrible.

  • by Patricia Morse
  • 1 year ago

Brianna, before you know it you will be grown. You will be moving out to start a life of your own. Just finish school. Get good grades. Try to make close friends. Don't ever be afraid to love. You sound so strong. You will get through this...you'll see!

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