This poem is about my exsparence from the past,and how i use to be
I remember back when I turned 2 me,My sisters and brothers got tooken away from my real mom and dad because we was geting abused,We tried to keep our heads up until we got split up,When I turned three I went to a new family but still woundering why that had to happen to me,I thought no body cared and i could do what ever I want so I started fighting and acting up but when I fannilly yurned 15 I relized that the world dont only evoleed around me ,I also relized i cant change the past and its not worth it to follow my real parents paths,so I pryed every day and night and notice that god will always be by my side,So yes I changed my life even though some tims I cry thinking about looking my real mom and ad eyes and asking why,But I will for give them for what they had done and ill show them they have a successful son,I will not let nothing make me fall I will aways stand stall like a brick walll,So yes life aint a game its just how you choose how to live in either pride or shame or if your wrong change your ways or even how you behave,So I hope people will forgive the one's that hurt you and please realize you have your own mind and your the only one who can choose how to live your life..!!
I think you speak for hundreds of thousands who have had the same/similar experiences. Enlightening to hear your voice speak.