Missing Milk Carton

Sound the Alarm!

Who is Amber Anyway?!

I am missing but my face is not on the milk carton.

All missing girls make the news, a carton, or the poster in Walmart, right?

I think Ive figured it out….The milk carton that my face is displayed on is missing.

Will you help me find the milk carton?

 

I am working here because I got word that my milk carton was here.

I am lost and I just knew that this job will help me find me.

I searched high and low but found nothing.

 

You make me feel so good, actually better than Ive ever felt.

I now have hope that something that feels so good has to hold the treasure I have been seeking: Me.

I gave you the best part of me, the part that I actually had.

You knew you didn’t have the missing piece to my puzzle but you continued to take me apart never putting me back together again.

Now I spend days, months, years, trying to wash the stint of you off my skin.

 

Ah Ha! Look what I discovered-Me with child.

She looks just like me, she looks just like the picture on my milk carton that is missing.

Oh how she loves me, consoles me, unconditionally loves me.

You are not like the others, I find purpose and passion through you.

Through you I forgot I was a missing child.

I protect you, shield you, defend you, guard you.

I, a missing child rearing a child through my very own absence.

 

Sound the Alarm!

Who is Amber Anyway?!

I am missing but my face is not on the milk carton.

All missing girls make the news, a carton, or the poster in Walmart, right?

I think Ive figured it out….The milk carton that my face is displayed on is missing.

Will you help me find the milk carton?

 

So much time has passed, I need an age progression picture.

I am an adult, but I am a missing child.

Where is the milk carton with my face!

Where is the milk carton with my face!

Where is the milk carton with my face!

 

Sound the Alarm!

Who is Amber Anyway?

Surely someone is looking for me, someone has got to know that I am missing

I remember like it was yesterday, when I strayed away

When my hopes and dreams where stolen

When I was robbed of my innocence

When I rode away never to return.

Anna Mae Bullock is missing but Tina Turner is here.

 

 

Sound the Alarm!

Who is Amber Anyway?!

I am missing but my face is not on the milk carton.

All missing girls make the news, a carton, or the poster in Walmart, right?

I think Ive figured it out….I am the carton.

And I have the reward money.

 

Until next time ladies,

Meet me here, draw from here, quench your souls thirst here at Wednesdays WELLness

Signed, Miss Ebony

Next week we will pick up the pace and talk fashion!