I was born to a military dad in the enchanted island of Puerto Rico, USA. My parents were divorced when I was nine. I was uprooted and tossed about between them and my grandmother. I went to nine different schools, which made it very difficult to grow relationships. During my growing years, I felt like a flower that was cut and not allowed to bloom—dehydrated and uprooted, neglected and forgotten, deprived of care and affection. Well, not knowing how to express myself or who to turn to, I poured my heart out into my poetry. This poem is a reflection of how I felt. Read on and feel . . .