" We're so sorry for your loss little one!"
I keep hearing these words after they passed,it was like a miracle in disaster...being be only survival after the fatal crash is like a one big mistake
The iron bars rolled in,this place might actually be more than just an orphanage,it was a closure of whatever I've grown to be,a end to my identity and a taint on my sanity
It wasn't easy in the orphanage, unlike other kids I looked more mordern and that wasn't good
"Hey city boy... where's your mama?"
"Oh I forgot he didn't have any!"
Laughs whipers so loud in my mind, reminding me again and again why they died...
We were running away, escaping some one so strong that death was the only way they'd turn back
While at the orphanage not one person wants to adopt me. It like everything that made me tells a tragic story that no one wants a mingle with. Soon, I aged out of system and that's where the real suffering begins.
Living on the street was even hard,slums with masters and geng leaders, whatever initiation they want me to go through to join them is something by the books tells me I'll later regret.
So I went back....
Back to New York!
It reminds me of the home I lost.
Life hasn't been the same since they left. It was a narrow escape from death, but it was a drastic fall from grace to the grass then to dirt.
Daily survival is victory,.and I'm glad I have mine.
Hanging up my one washed but dirty look shirt I decided i need to find a job. Rumbling for meals in the garbage isn't fetching any good meat to my skin.
I need to make a way for myself if I ever want to get out of this struggle. I roam the street hoping to see an innocent shirt and pants dried at the balcony.
"Sorry about this!" I muttered after spotting the decent one among them. Putting them on, I used my fingers to straighten my long hair and off I went to destiny
"Go look for someplace to rob first!" Being chased out for the tenth time in a roll isn't a good sign. It seems I need a certificate of education,a good work experience before they can hire me
"You smell!" Blame the water at my place not me.. I think I have to sort for somewhere clean... but where?