The Other childA Poem by Dark Lady PhoenixI was the one you hand picked. The one you said you want. Until I was eight. And I became second rate. Your real child was born And I became something of scorn. I was never good enough. I always was in the wrong. But your lack of love has made me strong. Now with a child of my own that you show the same descent. I try to live with out to much resent. Deep in your heart I know some where you love me. And you really don't think that your all that above me. I will always be that adopted child. Second rate to my little brother. Everyone in town saw what you had done. How you forgot your Daughter and loved your son. I keep hoping for a day you will really care. And you will love this child with out compare. © 2010 Dark Lady PhoenixAuthor's Note
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Added on August 17, 2010Last Updated on August 17, 2010 AuthorDark Lady PhoenixConroe, TXAboutI'm a 37 year old house wife. I was hurt on the job in 2005 and now disabled. My writing is to me what keeps me going. I have a wonderful sweet husband that I love with everything in me. I hope you en.. more..Writing
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