Kicked Out
In the middle of my junior year I was kicked out of my dad's house
I felt stranded, and in a sense abandoned.
I didn't know where to go as I was 300 miles away from my orginal home.
Yes I had my mom there for me to take me in, but I felt less of myself.
I felt like I was unwanted, tossed to side like garbage.
This taught me that even the people that are supposed to be there for you, won't always be.
I moved back to Tennessee, and started working harder than ever.
Got a job, graduated highschool, eventually even got myself a car.
This experience helped shape me into a man.
I realized that even through hard times, you can't slow down because life won't.
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