A/N I got a lot of feed back for this story and I just want to say THANK YOU SO, SO, SO, SO, SO MUCH! At first I thought this would be a stupid idea and I still have my doubts but your reviews, favorites and alerts turned my frown upside down!.....okay I normally never, ever act like that....whatever....here's the next chapter:

Michael Yagoobian

'Goob'

I AM

a hopeful baseball player.

I WANT

some sleep.

I HAVE

no parents.

I WISH

others would understand.

I HATE

losing the one you love.

I FEAR

I will be an orphan forever.

I HEAR

too many people talking who just won't shut up.

I SEARCH

for a family, just everybody else...duh.

I WONDER

why people ignore me.

I REGRET

falling asleep on the baseball field.

I LOVE

baseball because I have nothing else to love.

I ACHE

all over because my team hit me, hit me, and hit me over and over.

I ALWAYS

seem to be a failure.

I USUALLY

do not drop the baseball.

I AM NOT

depressed like some people think.

I DANCE

No.

I SING

No.

I NEVER

will admit that Lewis is actually my friend.

I RARELY

smile.

I CRY

when others aren't looking.

I AM NOT ALWAYS

depressed, I just happen to look depressed.

I LOSE

too often because they other players won't play their position.

I'M CONFUSED

because my parent still haven't come back to find me.

I NEED

to find my family again.

I SHOULD

look for them.

I DREAM

because I can only see mommy and daddy their, in Never-Againland.