I feel pain every time I see a family
who love each other no matter what.
I feel hunger for my family’s love.
I feel it strongly because I miss their caring.
I hunger for the loving embrace of a mother
not crying from emotional abuse.
I hunger for a father who loves me without condition–
not a father who says i’m not his,
and belittles me after getting drunk–
then claims he never said such things.
I hunger for true happiness,
and not the fleeting feeling of a smile that disappears as soon as I come home.
I hunger for all these things–
I hope someday I can have this hunger fulfilled.