Falling in love is a horrible thing it's like boxes on our heads blinding us from the truth. Broken hearts are like broken wings can't fly without love. Peeking through the bag to see if you need me or am I just nothing to the one I loved the most now gone. You took your life because of me now your gone I was so blessed to have you in my life now your dead. I had everything in a broken home you were my everything. Fast forward from a year from then I have gotten out of placement and now I am doing me. It's getting hard to do me when people are calling me fat, ugly, stupid and a whore. Now it's 2019 free I'm sick of tired of feeling like I'm nothing. As the bag and box are on my head to hide from the monsters within my soul. Broken children on the floor wishing they had something more and they're grateful, for what they have though. Some grew up to be appreciative of what they have and some of them not. Because their parents didn't take care of them they didn't care about them. Time has passed the children have grown and realized there worth some survive some did not. Some took their life or lost their lives to the streets and some did not. There's a point to the story it's that a picture can speak a million words to the point where it could take a life. Some people can go and take other people's lives for money or to make themselves feel better. Our ancestry's death has come and now has past. We have grown from it learned from the mistakes of the past. Whats makes me say that because the world can't see what it can behold. Behold how our world works and how it functions. See the reason why this picture is in the news is that people need to open there eyes and see that we should change our world. If we don't we could be in a lot of danger