neglected

rejected 

never taken care of

always taking care of myself

crying eyes

stuffy nose

trembling breath

and no one cares

fathers that are not there 

mothers that have too much to care

we grew up differently after being forgotten in the aftercare.

I took the train

and I cried

then I got up 

and I walked

until my calfs started burning

and I tried to run

but my jeans were too tight

and my bones felt like breaking

so I call an uber and

wait for the bus

whatever comes first

I got up in the bus

cancelled the uber

wait for my stop, it's close

everything burns

everything breaks

I got off the bus

I walk home

minding the puddlees and the cars and the holes in the ground that became puddlees and the cars that run through them and I wish I wasnt born as I am.