Is it my destiny? ,Or a mere destion, Got me feeling like it hurts to breath.Born in poverty imprisoned.Constantly facing defeat but yet im still winning is it that  hard or do we have to kill for ordinary living.The stability has been a broken bridge in this socity just to incarcerate me over nothing.thats why i stay on the grind and move wise infridged documantaion to harse me over nite my education facilitys turned into a place used against me due to the enviroment around the community humm slight change in title can be vital to me being free destramental values provided for the inditment of me. at times we become close to heart but oppertunties giving cause best friends to become enemies or mere witness to the slander of my compation how do we escape the wrath of judgment is this the end