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01:55am | Mar 28, '07 | No Comments
Everything I need to say
Is locked up,
trapped inside.
Everytime someone
brings it up
I want to run and hide.
This life of mine
has made a turn
and I can't help but wonder
Can I make it
on my own
or will I only blunder?
My Aunt called me today. The one that has the girls.
She can't do it anymore she says.
I know that they only want to be here with me and Amanda, but they could have given me a little more time.
Just a little bit.
They'll be here Thursday.
I'm not ready.
I don't know what it is they expect me to do.
But I won't let them be taken away from me.
So help me god, the first person to suggest foster care will have their tongue removed from their mouths with my bare hands so fast they won't feel it until after they taste the blood.
You think I'm joking.
Why is it that it falls to me to step up and be the only one willing and able to take on this task?
I know I can do it.
But I really need more time.