April 19, 2011
By Anonymous

I was a mistake
A forgotten mistake
Never meant to be

You don’t know my name
I am that baby girl you will never know

I feel more anger than the old bitter sorrow
I feel melancholy taste
The lump in my throat takes over
And the hate fills my heart

You knew that one decision made the world darker, like a hole in your mind, never fully fixed.

But how I wonder.
Did you ever really care?
Or am I still just a memory
Never meant to be.

The author's comments:
This story is about my birthparents. I am adopted and i told them how i feel about them in my writing

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