Walk this world alone try to stay on my feet, sometimes crawl, fall, but I stand up because I'm afraid to sleep. And open my eyes to a new day, with all new problems and all new pain.
Pinky was one of the only things I grabbed before Mom kicked me out of the house. I mean, how dorky is it to name your own iPod after its pink cover-slip? But when youve been kicked out of your own room and family, I guess youre lonely enough to do dorky things.
Yes, it was just me and listening to Pinky and this park bench.
All the faces are filled with so much anger. Losing our dignity and hope from fe