my life? well to tell you the truth it goes kinda like this:
ruined by parents always thinking i cant do anything....
ruined by child abuse because parents dont know how to raise a child...
ruined by hatred because nobody cared....
ruined by vengaence because i was hurt to badly to care about others...
why does everyone wast their time trying to figure out why everyone does what they do?
ruined by secrets because nobody would let me know who my mother was....
ruined by everyone around me why should i waste my time loving those who dont love me? why should i just sit around while those who loved me and i loved be hurt by the very people who loved them?
ruined by pain because nobody could tell wether to send me to the hospital or just leave me behind....
well life has gotten better but not as much as i wish it had.i still dont know who my mother is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem