I wake up and open my eyes.
I'm in a room with five other people
My mothers
Growing up I was in foster care
I knew not who tom trust or who to rely upon
But I knew I could rely on my sisters
They were my mothers guiding and leading me
They hid me from all of the pain they could
Lets see
They would find food for me
They would play games with me
They made me feel worth while
They showed me that I was worth loving
And most of all they were my family.

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