Homeless At 12
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We ALL get those days were we feel like giving up.
I been there to many times, I know it best.
I still shake thinking about those days.
Those days I was only 12 and had no place to stay
Struggling and trying to make everything into positivity
No home or place to go
Crying and wondering when momma would get us a home
A home where I could sleep
A home where there was peace
Where me and my brother and mother could eat
When that day comes I will cry tears of joy for being proud of the things I been through.