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By Du'Doll Date: 2001 Sep 05 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.05.00.22.20948]] |
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Years of questions, crying, and needing Years looking for answers Searching myself for some kind of reason I thought I would be content with just something All I needed was something to give me an identity I was wrong Now I want to know more I found the papers this morning The legal peices of printed words Telling me who I really am I saw your name for the first time I ran to a mirror to search myself Using your last name as my own Who are you Who does that make me In the papers I am "Female Infant Hatfield" Now I go by another name For twenty years I wanted all this information I wanted to know who I am by blood Now I just feel more confused I just feel all the more alone |