I wish I could go back to the day when my whole life changed, the day when I thought I had friends & fam to guide me threw the way the day that I thought I had hope and cried all day. The day I got tooken from my momma and lost trust, the day I thought to myself,.... "Why me, why now, why do I have to be hurt now?!" "Why do I have to be broken now?!" 11 years in the future I'm 13 now I'm still afraid to move a seat still feeling like I'm dying and lost my soul just sitting in a corner thinking how I'm gonna bary my body. Nothing much has changed since then... I was 2 and just a little thing and now I'm 13 and a better thing... I hope life would get better and I would have friends and fam and something to care for again.