The day comes when I receive my goods

Who’s here telling me what to do, and what I should. I don’t want to b judge but that’s the life I live. So many dangers around me, watching me when, who, how, why? What should I do? Don’t ever stress me out. I already have enough living in this shelter. Wondering if anybody would no and tell my secret. There will come the day and I will look stupid. Asking myself why me. Look in the mirror that we all got to share. Go to school everyday getting good grades. But I don’t want that to end. May be the first in the family to go to college and succeed and come out with a better chance to redeem. Because this the life I live.