waking up in the morning should be beautiful as every others morning., but for me, somehow i am trying to make things right, still i'm the bad guy.. i didn't know that this would be my future.., and do i deserve some crappy bullshit on evryday of my life? for the rest of my life?? poverty woke me up this morning, being broke wasn't my intention, but to them it feels like they thought i am doing it intentionally. jeez, whatta morning! - just sharing how i feel right now, i can't post it on facebook, cause all of my relatives are there :(