I lost all my friends,
I lost my families trust.
I lost any faith in a god above,
I lost the possibility of a normal life.
No college no parties no hookups.
But I still live.
I lost the thought of living successfully
with money and to buy more expensive,
I lost the ability to drive
when moving out leaves unsureness to thrive.
But I still dream.
I lost alot of time not being a teenager,
and time to get a future going in college,
Where therapy took my block for a class.
And when the hope of getting a job was shattered,
and had to wait for training that taught me nothing.
But do I mope about my tragedies and do nothing but sit?
I learned to suck it up and deal with life's shit.
I have learned to deal with my emotional health better,
learned to function at work on my own.
Even though those things are terrible,
and I didn't deserve it,
But I learned to be happy in unexpected places,
and be happy with the stuff I still have.
I learned to be satisfied with these complications
and learned to l
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