I Miss You, Mother

I was adopted and I wrote this thing a couple years ago. It's outdated because I feel differently about the situation, but... yeah, this is what I wrote.

I'm sure it's a terrible thing
To be forced to give up your baby
To say goodbye
And in the future we'll meet... maybe

When I was first told about my past
I was far too young to understand
But questions tend to rise
As the bottom of the hour glass fills with sand

I'm 19 now, and so much has changed
I have so many things to ask you
I want to know who you are
And what you have been through

Were you poor and had no money
Were you just young and immature
Just out one night looking for kicks
Or were you yourself not even sure

What drove you to give me away
Was I not good enough
Would I have been a burden
Or was life for you that tough

Was it hard giving me away
Or did it not matter at all
Were you glad I wasn't going to be around
Would you even be able to recall

How are you now
Are you living a good life
Do you have a more children
Are you a good wife

Are you a deadbeat woman
Do you not care about what you do
Do you let life pass you by
And seriously not have a single clue

What would happen if we met
Would you smile at me with glee
Or slam the door
And continue forgetting about me

Would you invite me in
Would we talk like two adults
End the day smiling and laughing
Would those be the ending results

Would you like to be a part of my life
And say yes, despite all these rocky slopes
I'm ready for whatever comes
And I will forevermore hold on to my hopes

I miss you, mother
Even though I have no idea who you are
I hope you miss me too
But all I can do now is keep wishing on a star