Poems by me at 10 years old

Wet Clothes on my back

no clue nor fact

of where I am going

I don’t care

as long as its anywhere

but here

I’m on the road to paradise

I hope its nice

Coz I am not turning back

I’m going to look death in the face

I want to be anywhere, anywhere but this place.

Walking on the cold hard streets

I’m not thinking of food or what to eat

I just keep on walking and pushing until I

reach that place

Where my existence disappears without a trace

Hoping that I stumble upon a new life

In search of something more than what I’ve got

For a need of significace rather than just follow by

what we are taught

Can’t feel my legs or my arms but I am

going to keep on going

Until I get there, that place I’ve been knowing