Start of my second Decade

I’m turning twenty years old tomorrow. Never really thought I would make it past 19. Being a teen was such a f*****g s**t show. I feel like things are changing pretty fast and I can’t really grasp everything that is going on at all. I was adopted at ten into some family that thought I had the mind of a small child. The thing is they made me change into the person I always wanted to be instead of being someone they wanted to be. I dropped out of college just after my freshman year, I haven’t been able to get a job for two years, or even have a stable place to live. What ever the f**k has happened these past 10 years is too much for me to explain in words. S**t just happened. I didn’t really try to help myself out and I was too worried about everyone else; and to help them have a good life. I made friends, lost friends. Had relationships, lost relationships. Now I am sitting here still looking for jobs, still trying to have a band, still trying to find love, still trying to be there for my friends and family, still trying to live the best life I can. I know I am on the right path, just a lot of holes in the road.