I wish that a falling star would give me an idea of who you are,
    I wish that my father could be replaced, and my fears, He should have faced,
By the greatness of hate.

Born in a home blessed with a full plate, but its still a struggle of constant debates.

My mother? I love her, but she’s just not enough, living this childhood is a curse, life gets so rough. No one told me life can get so tough, I guess they left me a surprise for me to uncuff.

  In the dark where’s the light, I'm tired of being hurt, I can no longer fight, my heart is shattered and my circle is tight.

   I’ve been through some scary stuff, but I still have fears.

   Fears? What about being a foster child for several years, what about not having a mother to guide you through your fears, my heart is torn into shreds, like glass is broken, though i seem tough, my heart is unspoken, I’m afraid to shed my tears,But they just fall so easy trying to stop them will take a million years.

  My life is so tough, it’s like raw meat and past two o'clock I wasn’t allowed to eat, me feeling like life is hell, an angel from heaven, I’ve accidentally fell, If I was meant to be on this earth I can hardly tell.

  My life isn’t meant to be, sometimes I hate my family, they don’t care anyway, thinking of those creations would ruin my entire day.

     I’m tired of people thinking downing me is cool, all of the hate I encounter on the daily basis is so cruel.

                                                                              - Kewan S