(The poem below was written by Dishundra Thomas, one of the young people with whom we work after aging out of the foster care system in Texas. The average child has experienced 8 different foster care placements prior to arriving at our one-stop-shop on Live Oak here in Dallas. CitySquare works with youth in the 19-county, Child Protective Services NE Texas Region, over 800 young people annually. I think you'll find her words to be very moving.)
Who Will Cry For Me?
Who will cry for the battered little girl inside me?
Who will cry for the painful memories others can't see?
Who will cry for the girl that continued to yell,
The girl everyone thought was doing so well?
Who will wipe the tears that run down my face?
Who will take those memories that I can't erase?
Who will cry for the little girl with no love?
Who will cry for the girl delicate as a dove?
Who will cry for me when I can't cry for myself?
Who will I turn to when I have no one else?
Can anyone see the hurt in me?
Are lives that perfect people are too blind to see?
Who will cry for the little girl torn and abused?
Who will cry for the little girl neglected and misused?
Who will cry for the little girl afraid to give her heart?
Who will cry for that same girl when her heart is torn apart?
Who will cry for hte little girl that has lost everything?
Family, friends, and maybe even her dreams?
Who will cry for the little girl who is dying inside?
Who will cry for the little girl in which I hide?
Who will cry for hte little girl who missed out on childhood?
Who will cry for the little girl that's had no good?
Will anyone cry for me? Must I continue to cry for myself?
Who will cry for me when I have no one else?
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