Funny how time will change one, it seems like jsut yesterday i was mommies little boy helping her in the kitchen obeying all the rules. Accepting the shit cards dealt to me. Fast forward to now and you see someone entirely different filled with anger and pain former dealer of the very drugs i used to escape enjoying the high i would get, broke into houses countless times for the greed i came to have, doing whatever i really feel but i finally gave it all up the gang i was in the criminal lifestyle i was starting remembering i get caught im going to jail for a long time since i let my anger control me once and i nearly gutted a man for touching me and trying to hit my mom. How i miss my relationship with her i can never get over her betrayal how she makes it seem like everything will be alright when she knows that im on the verge of destroying myself once and for all. All ive ever really seeked was acceptance and a sense of being needed and of unity each time i try to find something like that nothing good comes out of it. I look for someone to trust and get nothing but mistrust and dishonesty i wonder when i will find what im looking for.
