Someone Else

When the Pray is at work.
Maybe my Mind is not out to get you.
Mind Centered and I'm thinking
"They better move ,because I'm coming in
 And nothing matters, but you.
A kiss on the lips is nothing to my Brother
But my lips were dry
And they laughed about it for years.
When all it needed was some water.
I nearly fainted,
From the heat,
I was so thin.
We didn't eat much.
"Sandpaper and Tunafish!
That guy is Boring!"
Holding a blanket against his Shoulders.
Wish it were my arms around him.
"Someone punched me in the mouth!"
Mouth bleeding.
"You're not my Father.  Where are you?"
He thinks I'm someone else.snicker......
"This guy is a dork."
Written by Shayla D. Smith