i wake up every morning
wondering why
i want to cry
sometimes wishing i could die
but everyday something motivates me
to get up and get on
something telling me to keep on fighting
i gotta make it somehow
life keeps going it wont stop until God decides
i can run but i can't hide
so i have to hold on to my pride and fight to survive
Brandon Nevares
i am a semi-finalist as of right now for a contest. grand prize is $1K
and im also eligible for an annual prize of $10K not expecting to win anything just really stoked one of my poems will be published


lol im messing....