Promoting resilience in fostered children and young people

Poem: What I live for

I live for something rare and true I'm looking for the words so that I can tell you It contains love and happiness The things that we really miss

Some hearts are made out of gold But others are like stone so hard and cold Behind their closed doors They're screaming out but nobody knows

The feelings of anger they lock up inside It's so hard to push these feelings aside When you go to sleep at night You see the birds in circled flight

And when you awaken the following day You feel lost like the needle dropped in the hay I live something rare and true I've found the words to give to you

Young person, 16 years old, from a consultation conducted by Voices from Care Cymru, a user group of young people who are, or who have been, looked after in Wales. (5)