Ginger hair and skin so fair
With hidden trauma and that blank stare
So tiny yet so broken
Feelings you think can’t be spoken
Tossed home to home by people who were fake
Not knowing their loss or mistake
Misunderstood and sometimes sweet
Happy to just have good food to eat
So little yet so strong
Just trying to find a place to belong
Finally here with people so kind and dear
Can’t and won’t open up because of fear
Ginger hair and skin so fair
Know no matter what we will always be there
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