People may say that my mom is a bad person.
Doing drugs drinking all the time and leaving her kids hurtin.

People may say that my dad is a bad guy.
My mom saying that he was never there for us but I know that it was all a lie.

People may say that I’m a bad kid.
Fighting all the time going to parties and not listening or even seeing all of the BAD I DID.

People may say that I come from a broken home.
A druggy mom no dad but its ok cause all that matters is that I don’t live like that anymore and IM NOT ALONE.

People may say that everything is ok now.
AND IT IS.
No more going to sleep in random people’s homes sleeping in a car only myself in my own zone to just think staring up at the stars.
But now I can say I have a loving family and knows who I can be.
So no more worries only a nice warm bed were I can sleep.