A Homeles or a Orphan
Life was always not fair to me,
I was a teenager,
I ate rubbish like a street dog,
My dad left me the day I was born,
My poor mother did everything she could but didn't succeed,
My mother's families threw me out,
Called me all sorts of names,
Life was hell,
Every single day of my life I would think to myself,
Why was I born to feel this unstoppable pain in me?
What was my purpose?
Why can I have a normal life any other kids?
With all those thoughts running through my head,
I was so angry at the world, and so angry at the life I was going through,
I am a mess,
I knew that I am a homeless and I am a orphan.