I Am Ricardo
I am
The young boy
Growing into a man raised by a single parent
Violence all around but still
I am the same guy
Grown i have indeed
In mind
Its crazy how events can change you
Getting robbed
Getting Jumped
Things just like that happen
When you live in a enviorment of povery
Still
I am
the young boy
Just now
Im more aware
That life happens for me
Not to me
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