From The Eyes of A Foster Child

I was reading some upsetting comments about a current foster child from the foster parent (FP). Other foster parents offered advice and support for the FP. No one spoke up for the "bad" child. This was my motivation for the following poem. It's certainly represents how I feel and I do not pressume to speak for all foster youth, former or current.

We deal with a past
That has mentally and emotionally
Kicked our ass.
We are tossed aside
Because of what we represent
We lost our esteem and pride
And it’s this life that we resent.
We’ve been through more
In our young age
Then most adults endure
And we are filled with rage
You cannot hide us
Though try you must
You want to protect us
From the abuse that we face
Telling us we are now in a safe place
Now there’s a different foot in the shoe
And I wonder who protects us from you?
Now that we’re older
You turn a cold shoulder
We live our lives in a style
That was created for Society’s Child.