once i was a good boy until i moved country then by the age 7 started smoking and joking then the age of 9 i started drinking i wasnt ever thinking slowly drifting away from my family i thought at that time it was just a fantasy then by the age of 10 i was getting into fights at nights and thats when bets was placed and my whole life was slowly getting erased by the age of 11 i got into a major accident in a big brawl and one of my homies got paralysed he was the one i idolized so i seeked revenge went to this guys house and waited for him to come out didn't i mention i brought a knife with me cuz i was gonna put him in the afterlife so he came out and i swinged and i sliced his stomach open man i then began to realise what i did i called the ambulance but the cops came too and my time was due i had to live 2 years in juvenile which was presumable when i got out i was 13 i didnt stop there i then started drugs poppin meth and smoking dope and when my momma realised i wish i coulda rewind she would slap me and kick me out the house to sleep outside beside the homeless and my dad would get his belt and hit me with it and i would yell but no one would help then by the age of 15 i got fully kicked out the house living on my own in these rough streets with nothing to eat and no where warm to sleep now i wish i could turn back time and stay away from all of this