About Me
I remember when it used to be so cold, I was still so young, but I felt so old, I understood, and the way that I seen as if I was foretold, I was so small stuck alone in this world so big, trying to figure out how to live, I never had a shoulder to cry on, and the ground I stood on was too dirty for me to die on, I used to take long walks looking out at other kids, new clothes everyday, they had food, money, living in houses while my family struggled trying to get out the shit, sleeping on the floor, I had a smile on my face, even tho it hurt sometimes all I can do is look forward and embrace, and if you got too close, I made my own space, I had to learn to deal, learn from my own mistakes, forget how to feel, fake recognize fake, real recognize real, it's like they wanted us not to make it, only 8 years old if they didn't want to give it, I was going to take it, stuck in my own mind, looking all around I felt blind, it was hard, and I didn't know what to do, all I can hear, was Hope telling me giving up is not for you, giving up it's not for you....
