On mothers day I always ask my self what is a real mother like because I don't have one I have a step mom she is the best but I always wonder what my real mom is like I only see her in pictures and meat her once but that was when I was 6 I don't even rember what she look like so u want to know what I say to my self keep tall never worry about a self centers person who don't care about u that's why u have other ppl to depend on but I knew from start she didn't care for me she is always lying to me so what's the point in life I my self wonder why I'm alive . but my friends are always there for me and that's why I care for them all even I'm death and back and my family but u know why I'm always weighting things that happens to me is because my life is not perfect no ones is not even a rich kids life is so think twice before u judge someone it may not look like there going throw something I promise u that on the inside there keeping in the truth that's what I do to keep my fears away my fear of losing my friends the fear of losing my family even my fear of living but the one thing I'm not scarred out death I don't know why but death always fascinated me on how I'm going to die and when. Someone asked me am I ready to meat my maker I say yes because death to me is nothing its life that scare me
