Another Birthday

Today I turn eight
And I wish to see my mother
As I blow out the fire
On my cake

It's just another birthday
But it would mean more
If I could also see my father

I don't know where my parents are,
Most of us here don't.
Some were left with a scar,
So they probably won't.

They think it's stupid of me
To think I'll see them
Well, I'm now thirteen
And I'm waiting again

Even though I found a family
And they mean the world to me
I still can't help but wanna see
The ones who made me

Trust that I'm happy
I just... I don't know
I guess I hate the unknown

Why does this bug me so much
Not to have a clue about them
I guess it's a good thing,
Cause at least then
I won't be left again

Well, I'm now twenty
With my own family
And I don't care
If you don't wanna see me
Cause you never did anything