He walks around in his headphones fist bumpin' everyone.
He doesn't judge he doesn't hate he just exists.
He talks to me frequently and unashamed i talk back.
We are pretty close friends and i'm glad i know him.
i respect him for his courage his simplicity of life.
i know he has troubles and was given the short stick in life.
But God has a plan for everyone and this kid is the real deal.
i have faith in him, he will amount to something.
Because all this kid wants to do is amount to something.
And that makes all the difference.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem