A place to call home

I feel like I never see what I want, like the things I want don't exist.

So I will just hafe to make them myself.

I have doubt in myself that it will live up to my own high expectations.

I will push myself to do better for the little things I have left in my life to live for.

When there is nothing left I will makey own light to guide myself, and hopefully others along the way.

This is a journey I am terrified to make, but willing to sacrifice myself for those who may listen.

For those who may pay attention to me, a child, lost and alone, who doesn't know who they are, what they want, or what is going on.

I am willing to put myself on the line for those who can't or are to scarred to speak up to be heard by others.

I will speak my truth and nothing else.

I am here for those who wish to listen.

I will strive for the near impossible to achieve what I want in my life as I learn who I am and what I want from what is to come in this crazy thing we call life.

I will fight to be who I want to be and will never give up until my last final breath.