Changing My Future in 3...2...1...


Tough times growing up...

Barely having any food to eat.

Cable getting cut off,

And surviving with out heat.

Momma struggling to keep me safe

And tried to buy me clothes.

Me asking God when will our time come

But one knows

Now, 'bout to go to college;

Do the best I can do

Be the best I can be...

And no more being blue

I'll change everything. I'll take care of my momma

Buy her a house and new clothes...with out having any drama

A change is gonna come in 3...2...1...

Guide that inspired this poem: 


Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741