As I move from place to place,
I discover the secrets of the wannabe mothers,
The temporary ones showing off their best deed,
After three months or so they were filled with greed.
As the new circus act, I show off my tricks,
“Oh, that poor girl” the audience will applaud.
The ringmaster smiles knowing it’s all fraud.
The latest “selfless soul” becomes a ringmaster,
“I hope the new acrobat isn’t a disaster”.
I repeat my stunts, the audience says, “it’s great of you to foster support”,
The ringmaster nods, nefariously knowing it’s just a short sport.
The acrobat’s magic has faded away,
I wish I could be the lion I say,
At 17 the act is almost through,
Adulthood is near, it’s too good to be true.
Kayla Sharp is a 17-year-old high school student, just starting her senior year at Franklin Towne Charter high school. She has loved writing since she was in elementary school, but throughout the past year she has been engaging more often with her passion for writing. She recently attended the Drexel writing conference and is currently in a creative writing class at her school. A majority of Kayla’s writing is based on her experiences in foster care and other events that have happened throughout her life.