What do you want from me! i want more then i have and for that i feel guilty, like I'm supposed to happy with what I've got. I'm very grateful for my children for a roof over my head for food water, but i want more so i can help more, my heart is connected to all the pain in this world i just want to make a difference, i need more so i can give more.

My mother she was heaven bound, I did not see it then but i see it now, being a child wasn't an easy thing watching my back with everything i did, hiding in corners crying for it to stop then silence i can hear it not! the pains she had the marks on her face, the anger i had he was a disgrace, now I'm grown i can show him pain, his life will no longer be the same

Donald trump needs his head fixing, drunk on his own power i think he needs to stop sipping, the world has lost to many souls, the rivers will run dry the air will turn cold, i think he fears not war nor peace no care for poverty no care for retreat, the white house is strength not defeat strong men who longed for peace he wants more power power power i think he needs to lock his doors and remain inside that weak trump tower!!

Giving a life for love and fear, salty mislead escaping tear, memory's lost and pain subsides heart slowly beating dying inside.

The only way to be guilt free; is to live in the absence of pleasure..

I haven’t felt the full weight
of the world on my shoulders,
and I haven’t experienced
a fraction of the pain
and embarrassment I’ve put out into this great big
white world.