The Eye Opener/On Hold/

Promises are like nails, easy to break

Promises are worse than lies, because
you take advantage of other peoples little faith and hope for something that you are surely not going to give.
Majority of people aren't loyal to you, they are loyal to the need of you
Once their need changes so does their loyalty.

Breaking someone's trust is like crumbling or tearing up a perfect piece of paper. You can smooth it out you can tape it back together, but it will never be the same as before. With to little trust you can cut someone off so easily that is what my father teached me, and so I grew up like that instead of growing up so normally. I was introduced how cruel this world was at a young age, so how come I survived the evolution of perfection? How could I fend for myself and my Mother, because I would never grow up the same I would be the eye opener for this "False fairy tale society."

"Why Me?"
I thought to myself, my shoes were untied,.my shirt was fitted with shoe prints  with a touch of blood from my sore probably broken nose, my hair had leaves and dirt in it. All I was doing was telling the truth. A promise Charly said, it had been 2 weeks since he has kept his promise with me, the promise that would change my reputation. But being as naive as he is had to go open his big mouth, so I had to open mine. Of course I meant no harm. He caused trouble first. He swang at me first so I had to defend myself. People said that "I almost killed him" I don't get it was I suppose to apologize? I had a urge to, but it always didn't feel right.
My mind was set I was going to apologize tomorrow no matter what.
Now it was time to go home it was pretty dark outside, now that was another challenge.

Since we I mean me were basically out casts from the rest of this economy, we lived far as possible from the rest of the what seemed to be the world. When I reached my house to open the door it tipped over "Mom?" I called into the dark