My solution is to just runaway. I just about had enough of this life. It ain't no good for me. I am not worth anything to it. I have nothing, been nothing, seen nothing postive here. I got $6.00, a bag, and myself. Where can I go? I have no clue. I am just stuck in this hell hold. I don't understand what I have done to deserve this punishment. I got $6.00, a bag, and myself. That will get me no where. This world don't appreciate me. Damn, look what I have done to survive, to be a good person. What do I get out of it, NOTHING...
now i love this poem i can relate big time