United States
30° 3' 25.542" N, 95° 28' 2.2656" W

You take one look at me and what do you see? A girl who not yet a woman? Someone who has life made? Well, look again. I have lived in two different homeless shelter. Truth be told I graduated high school while I was living in one. I fell in love and am still dealing with the reprecussions of it. Many people tell me that all it is, is infactuation, I believe it is love. I miss my family who I have not seen in 5 years or so. Yet even though I deal with these trails I have still been able to be succesful. And one day when my time comes my troubles, my worries, my trials will only become my story, my testimony. You see, nobody knows the meaning of having a personal life, I'm learning. I know what I feel, I know what I think, I know that I can be very indecisive, but what people fail to realize is the only people who can make my decision is me. I have to learn to live with each decision I make and I have learned to roll with it, so I honestly believe that regardless of whether or not my decision was good or bad. I made the decision that was best for me.

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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