I was six
I was happy and full of life
I had the world in my hands
Had money
Lived in a nice house
Everyone and Everything was greatI was seven
Bad things happened
My mother lost her job
Convicted of things
She never did
Being assaulted
By the new kid in town
More then twice my age
Now I fear the nameI was eight
Family had no money
Almost living in a caravan park
Moved to a small house
Almost completely run downI was twelve
I started high school
Made amazing friends
Mother broke her wrist
I lost my best friend
By saying something I shouldn'tI was fifteen
Life was back on track
Then fell again
Lost family
Lost a friend
And fell in loveI'm sixteen
My heart was broken
By the one I loved
Lost my Grandma
We lost
A mother, a sister,
A grandma
Even great grandma
And everyone
Lost their best friend.That's in the past
But I guess life...
Life is like an arrow.
For to imagine
An arrow can only be shot by pulling backward.
So, when life is dragging you back with difficulties,
It means it's going to launch you into something great.Everything in Life
Happens for a reason.
Everything in the past
Has made me who I am today.
And I may not be proud of who I am
But I know I'm loved.
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The Sad Truth
PoetryI was six I was happy and full of life I had the world in my hands Had money Lived in a nice house Everyone and Everything was great I was seven. Bad things happened My mother...