Comments about Keonna Andrews
I don't know if this is a poem, it feels more like random thoughts. It's not written down it is flowing from my heart. I sat down today, where i live the rain is falling and I think about the barriers that bar me from going further in my life. America is the land of the free and the brave, but why is it that i feel like I'm imprisoned and enslaved. I try my best to do what is right but I am not perfect at all, sometimes my left is my right.
I try to look for a job that I am qualified for, but every employer keeps closing the door, they say 'Equal Opportunity Employer' but that is just ...