I hate how I can’t focus in class sometimes. It really messes with me. Some people just don’t know how good they got it. It really is hard being me. I might try to put on this act like everything is good but it really is not. I’m just a kid trying to fit in and be cool and stuff. My body is yelling at me to tell me I can do better. These days when I feel like doing something bad, I think about it. Back then I never did, I just did it. Rock Bridge has really changed my life. The teachers in this school changed my life. If I never came here I wouldn’t even be in school. I can do better. I know I can. But growing up in a bad environment it makes it hard for me when everybody around me is locked up and all they want to do is bad things. I try so hard to change my life and do the right thing and be positive. But all this negative is around me and the negative is like fire and the positive is water. I try to put the fire out with the water but there is so much fire. Sometimes I think to myself and just don’t think I have enough water. Mrs. N, Keisha, the cop and Mrs. Ragsdale, I love you with all my heart. Without them I would just be another black kid on that street trying to find myself. I never had a place, but now I do.
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