You Made Me

It happens sometimes.
It gets fucked up.
You grow up on the streets
Spitting on the floor
Smoking cigarettes
Getting in fights.

You try to find yourself
You know who you are
But you’re lost.

You spend afternoons
Listening to MTV
And pretending you are
A rock star

Pretending you mean
Something
To somebody…

Mom is late
Dad is gone
You have no
Brothers or sisters.

You have a cat that
Mom gave up
The only thing you loved

I don’t remember
Homework
I don’t remember
Sunday dinner.

I remember the
Kids in the neighborhood
And being alone.

It wasn’t my life
To live
I just happened
Not a plan

But I love you
Immensely
And I can’t let go
I know
Somewhere in
Your heart
You made me.

11/24/2010