MY STORY
This is how I was raised
So empty inside
So poor from outside
Future not promised.
Don't judge me
My childhood was tough
My success my blood
I celebrate little achievements.
I know how to cry
I know pain of not having
I'hv felt wrath of comparison
I have been through hell.
A friend helped put that together, I can tell my story in many versions. Mixed with tears and a little joy. Can't stop hoping for a better future.
Thanks all of for being a good family here on hive.