• How do I begin to explain?
    How can I live in this place, where there is no love?
    How can I surive the hatred around me?

    I surive.
    I dont know how, but I do.
    I live everyday like no other,
    I jump through hoops and dodge opsticals.

    Man, its hard.
    And sometimes I cry,
    Or yell,
    Or scream
    Or I may up, even, hurt someone.

    I hate it.
    I really do.
    I dont know how to deal with this things.
    I never do,

    But I push myself
    So I may go on to somewhere better