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Who am I?


I was a boy who was destined for failure.

I used to think failure was second nature.

Low socioeconomical status, 

means the cops have their guns pointed at us. 

What makes me, is what destroyed me.

I'm not free, so I just agree.

I am labeled as the person always doing the opposite.

I guess they are right because I am going to be dominant.

I am going to do what they told me not to do.

I am going to succeed in all things I pursue.

 

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Jackson Truong

We're all scared of the future, possibilities of failure devour mindsets and breaks people apart.

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