Happy Go Lucky

Yeah, My name is Cheyenne. What's it to you?
Some of those who say they have had it hard don't know the half of it. Try living on the streets of Chicago, at 23. I was born August 8th, 1989 and I already have gray hairs. Makes me laugh to think of how many of them I pull out every morning in hope that they will disappear. Relationships with family...isn't my high point of confidence. I have learned time and time again that people are just a tool to use, not to trust and definitely not love. Sure, some may try to brake me. I will only bend, then snap back and smack em' in the face. Who knows, maybe some day Ill finally brake... But until then I'm not a fortune teller by far. Or else I wouldn't be living in the shack of home I am. Oh well, Adios Amigos.