I DON’T FEEL REAL

I don’t have my mom and dad.

Some people say that’s not so bad.

But to me it’s a very big deal.

Because right now I don’t feel real.

I sometimes have the old bad dream.

And many times I want to scream.

But my feelings I usually conceal.

And this because I don’t feel real.

Until I know where I truly belong,

My life will always feel so wrong.

I have a bed and I have a meal,

But in my life, I don’t feel real.

I thank God for those who love me,

Even if they’re not my family.

But to God I want to kneel

And ask Him that I’ll soon feel real.

And when I am in my parent’s care

And can see that I’ll be staying there,

No longer moving like a wheel,

I’ll thank God I now feel real.

Cherish, Age 8