As I sit here thinking <br />Where I came from I had nothing <br />I had no mother love <br />Nor no father <br />I had me... <br />Which was nothing <br /> <br />The place I was to call home <br />Was not really home <br />Mom and Steven always fighting <br />Cussing, Screaming, Blood, and Tears <br />That's what I grew up with <br />I have scars to prove it <br /> <br />Always under weight <br />I would go some days starving <br />Other days I would beg for food <br />Mom said I didnt need to eat <br />Or I wasn't good that day <br /> <br />Where I came from I had nothing <br />Mama beat me <br />Steven laughed at me <br />Nobody to protect me <br />I was alone <br />I had nothing<br /><br />Makayla Straight<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/where-i-come-from-7/