A Voice Crying For Help
Life is full of mistakes and everyone make. But this is what I think about mistakes, it takes a true man or woman to admit their mistake and do something to fix it. I walk the streets wondering what life have in store for me, but how can I possibility know what’s in store for me if my voice crying for help? It was a struggle to watch my mom take care me and siblings for 17 years of my life all by herself and I had it set that if there’s anything that I could to help I would. No one knows the pain I have in side of me. Is it because I don’t care to share or because I can’t bare to watch my mom go through this? Could it be the fact I’ve been sleeping on a couch for two years or sleeping over my aunt’s house for 4 days because my electric was off? What could it be? My first few years of high school wasn’t too good and I can admit that I made mistakes and did things I knew that’s wasn’t me. If there was one thing my mom always told me was to do right in school and become a better parent to my children than she was ever to hers. That’s another mistake I’ve made, instead of listening to her I decided to let my ego get in the way of my education and wanted to help her out by any means. Once people makes mistakes they quick to point the finger at others instead of pointing at the very one who’s making them. I feel as though every mistake that was made in my life I made and I’m working my tail off to fix them. It’s not easy to turn nothing to something but it bring tears of joy to my eyes to know that I’m working harder then the ones who work ten times harder then I use too. It’s a rough period of time me and my family going through but in time it will come for me to help them and I don’t see that’s happening any way if I don’t attend college and pursue my goals. And when it’s all said and done I will be able to see a true smile of happiness on my mothers face.