Wanna know why

Wanna know why Wanna know why part one Wanna know why My poetry is deep experiences of being let down as a kid until misguided teen overcame my tense of a awkward appearance not muscular but am sweet not a thief will be there if even a stranger need encouragement or a hug If hungry give last dollar to end burning hunger know what's it like to have a stomach empty even in my obesity body never really got the best of till one day jeans I wanted to buy wasn't my size point I'm making a change indeed must come for people like me a risk is a preparation of success not sitting back missing out on opportunities six years ago lost the one woman whom the reason I was happy fresh air of love I breathed now I'm trapped in a web hard to leave all I need to continue my written poetry no matter the critics I feel speaking from one's is my gift Some poems sound sad others seem and feel I'm mad but who cares only one opinion counts my own doubts if I stop today I wouldn't know how to write a poetic thesis environments I was in from six seeing child hood friend in front of me his blood biting my face was more then the past interlude of nine months of pain I will survive even if no one by side its ok my pen a piece of paper my tissue to wipe my tears of cry Wanna know why