broken path & onto a new one.

Never had a lot in life.. Parents that struggled to offer necessary clothes, food, big family that i cherished everything that was an addition.. First bike I had from 4 to 13 years old (biggest smile of my life the day I got it).
All clothes that I wore where hammy downs all containing holes and stains the only new clothes I had where made by my grandmother (not the most hip clothes for my generation).
Once I moved in with my father 9 years after my parents had divorced I had to grow up fast missing valuable child life (reality check for me)..
School was tuff, but still I pressed on (every year level saying it was my last).. To finish my year 12 was an achievement for my family.
Today I have a expensive push bike which iv updated over the last 4 years piece by piece, a modern car which I treat like royalty because its probably the nicest car that my family has seen to date.. I have an amazing girlfriend which i probably under appreciate and I’m trying to be better..
I aim high in life because I’d like to be the diamond in the rough, be my family’s exception and be the one that my family is proud of.

I used to enjoy, even love my life.. But further and further people are pushing me to the edge.

“I’m not sure I want to be here”