kindled.

What It's Like To Be Me......

I been Abandoned and Abused,more times that I count.

I been called names by the one I called father. I lost my mother to drugs. I lived six months on the street just me no friends no fucking family.

I am expected to be there when e everyone needs me, but is anyone willing to be there when I need somebody.

I am broken human being I know it but I refuse to let the little light I have left go out of my eyes.

I won't let what any one thinks of me make me any different than I am I refuse to lose myself and be what people expects of me, If anyone dares to love me , then have some idea what it's like to be me.

- Enrique