I am lost.
It was a big cost.
So no one wants me.
Will I always be lonely?

I was scared.
No one ever cared.
Shy, in a corner,
like a little mourner.

Will I ever be loved?
I am to the side, shoved.
Still searching for my soul
which has a big hole.

Full of pain,
I am going insane.
I am a misfit.
I will never benefit.

Just waiting for a family,
I know it won’t appear magically.
Will I ever have an adoption?
Right now, I am just in destruction.