Frustrated, Losing Patience

Ready to make it out Experience what living is really about I got locked up at 15 I was taken away at 3 Found in a bar living with pops in a car Went back home, it didn’t last long No structure, alone lookin’ for a mother Went back at 4 Woke up to CPS knocking on the front door Momma shedding tears Pops too drunk to take it seriously I look at my brother then back at my mother Unable to feel sympathy, that day it clicked in me Me and baby boy Jay got taken away to CPS We were to stay Parental rights terminated Heart numb and angry Momma never tried, too busy getting high So worried about the next hit, didn’t know right under her own nose her daughter was being molested At 6 me and my brother were separated I put on a mask elegantly decorated I shut down Shut everybody out.