My Life
The things I experience will stay with me forever
Growing up poor and lonely at school
Seeing my mom fight with my dad
Staying in the cornor
Afriad
Entering a white building
Sleeping in a room where some might come in and hurt you
Eating with people you don't even know
People monetary you when you enter
Being depress
Not being able to look out the window
Crying myself to sleep
The experience I had with in me
Not wanting to give up
Yet it's so close
I keep on living
Waiting for the future to bring me something special
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