POTENTIAL
You have a bad habit of coming in
And ripping apart lives of those in sight
Dealing with you it seems no one can win
They run opposite direction in fright
Maybe it’s due to your abusive past
Traits picked up from those in charge of rearing
Foster system where so many amassed
Lack of care left you in state of fearing
Now only side you can show is the worst
Cuz no one capitalized on your best
Undivided attention is main thirst
Hoping it will cure your soul’s deep unrest
Somewhere within lies a trapped heart of gold
To invite love into life you must mold
Copyright 2014
Charlene E. Green
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