This is a poem by my friend Cami, but this is not about her life.
Ready
We thought we were ready
We were going to be a family
Me, him, and baby Crystal.
It started off good, we were happy
But then he got tired of us
He kicked us out to live on the streets.
We wandered the city with nowhere to go.
Months passed; we were starving
Then one morning Crystal would not wake up
I cried and cried
I went to the river and jumped in because I could not swim.
