Life living and I could write a book.
Since a child was I,
the paths I have chosen.
A fleeting chance, I would not look back and say... no!
Turn back time? no!!
From nine to now,
the age of my time of true alone. the paths I have taken,
were true and tough.
many days, I thought..this is enough..
Is this the way my life should be?
Should I stay and see what will be?
Or follow my hearts destiny.
9 to 17
imagine what I have seen.
17 to 20
I have seen alot.
I have lived on the street
fed from the gift of others.
Even at the age of ten.
Of course, I had a mother, a TRUE mother.
Who stood by me.
I hate to expose my past.
yet, in my memory....
she will be the one who only lasts.
I have traveled trains.
from state to state.
slept in shelters at the age of 16.
did I pay my way?
no! I did what I could..
I had to survive.
keep alive.
as any person should...
MY WHOLE POINT...
WE ARE HUMAN..WE ARE HERE..
JUST BECAUSE OF MY JUDGEMENTS.
MANY SAY WE ARE LAZY AND LOOKING FOR HAND OUTS.
i SAY, WE ARE NOT.
