Im in this life of chances and fucked up surcomstances. Try to be happy and not take in sometimes how fucked up life is. Im eighteen and still a kid. Should I have to pay for what others did? Their wrongs shall not be my wrongs. Ill make everything right and hopefully it wont take long. If it so happens that I cant become greater than them. Dont judge me by my house or by my money. Judge me for me and not by what you think is funny. Ive been through alot that nobody truly understands. Thats why I have this pain in my chest and the blood on my hands. Blood from the tears that Ive shed. The tears when I lay in my bed. The sheets are now tinted with red. By tomorrow you will have forgotten everything that Ive said. The pain with still be with the blood that ive bled.
Hope is the will power to keep on going without even knowing the challenges that lay onward. This whole life things seems kinda awkward. But I stay strong and move on to the sound of gods word.
Somethings in this life are a pain. They make you want to go insane like its some kind of un ending game without the fortune or fame. Living in this life with nothing in poverty. Open my eyes cuz I need to see. There's somewhere for me. I need to get somewhere. That somewhere I need to be. Wheather its close or far. Distant or near, I will over come this struggle with little or no fear.
