As a child, I never had a stable home
I moved from place to place and
and situation to situation
Always feeling like an outsider
I felt I had to be the entertainer
or even a fighter to win acceptance
Being a Chameleon
not knowing who you are
due to having to change and
survive to suit every situation
it made me feel scared and alone
I used to think about a dream home
which could have been a hole in the wall
A space that nobody wanted as long
as it could be mine forever and I
knew when I went out there was
always a door for me waiting for me.
To be opened and closed behind
me to feel safe.and feel I belonged.
RECYCLED HUMAN 