In this garden of my life
like all others I have my thorns...
Tell me something; was it worth the tears you...
Did you ever think that character lasts longer...
The world is built on excuses
diversions of the mind...
She pulls out the eraser
and the paper...
It's growing, developing
like a cancer...
I run to a new life
Pushing through the barriers...
They saw a child with a child
Not a mistake they would have done...
Everyone has a past.....and nobody is perfect!
-My mom was an alcoholic...
I hate how everyone
is so caught up with the world...
You've got ONE issue
lying there...
Standing
in the pathway...
Quest!
to find...