And she never looked back

Just because every one thinks I'm strong they act like nothing hurts me. To be honest I'm not strong I just know how to act around people. I once was strong but look what happened. In my perspective life almost seemed impossible. The day after my seventh birthday was the down fall of my life. I literally almost died and the doctors said I was lucky to be alive. But as looked down at those caskets I knew wasn't lucky and I felt my self almost die all over again . The only thing that kept me going was ocean . I know you probably like " oh that's lame"
But as I stood there looking over the restless sea. The salty wind pressing up to my face I had hope. Watching the waves just carry on. Making many tunes by splashing around it came to me as music washing away my pain. I wished I could part of it. But you could also say I'm a bad person. I mean I lived off stealing and as a matter of fact I hated it. So I always took the cheap stuff. Like old worn down clothes and peanut butter a jelly. I luckily got a job when I was seventeen and saved up enough money to get a bus and a plane ticket to new York.