Hiding

I wake up and open my eyes. I'm in a room with five other people My mothers Growing up I was in foster care I knew not who tom trust or who to rely upon But I knew I could rely on my sisters They were my mothers guiding and leading me They hid me from all of the pain they could Lets see They would find food for me They would play games with me They made me feel worth while They showed me that I was worth loving And most of all they were my family.