A National Voice

Once I had my mum, now I
don't

Now I press a button, walk
through two doors and there I
see my mum weekly.

Once I had a brother

Now I have a lost brother
where I see him often

Once I had a Dad

Now I don't, I never see him

Once I had my family

Now I have two children and
a man and woman who are
supposed to be my family

Tears mean nothing, they
dry away like people do

When they are there they
only last minutes like
people only have minutes
for you

I wish the tears were
longer at times so people
have longer with me but I
know the tears are going
to dry away like the
people are going to go

I need to know why I
feel the way I do

There is no-one to ask
I am on my own like I
always am

I have no friends to tell
me why I feel the way I
do

Can someone tell me
why I feel like this?

It hurts to say the words
which mean nothing

But I don't want to say
them, it hurts me

Don't make me talk about
the word which brings me
pain and suffering

I never want to suffer so
don't make me say the
words.