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.
