this has been one long year

Down under walking through dark streets.
I can’t breathe
I have lost everything
I’m tearing
I can’t fight
my battles are all so close but no prize.
Why try I’m losing peace,
I walked away from everything, to ease the heat
Things got harder i fell back even further,
I felt even less stronger, my grades fell.
fights were held,
it seemed like the rules weren’t meant for me,
nothing else matter , nothing was on my mind, till i got kicked out of junior high
Getting kicked out isn’t great and landing into a special treatment cell isn’t an easy bake,
My friends don’t get it
they didn’t have to live it
school dances were fun
saying things were going great when I almost picked up a gun,
I walk down the road and sometimes I cry
Wondering why
One day I will be in the game
I am praying for a better hand to be dealt to me.