One
I wasn't born yet
Two
I was a baby
Three
I was a girl
Four
I am a teen....
One
How could i define anything from anything at all
So tiny in time so far awa from what could be
New to the world i didn't even know existed.
Two
Now i know the world
Know all i want to to be fed and picked up
Have someone to smile at me so i can smile back
Three
Innocent, still, what age?
Just the age, something i couldnt explain
I ran back and fourth then i bumped into my destiny
Four
Something , Who am I?
I should know by now, should have known since number three
I am a human
Worth of respect, love, peace, share,
PAtience, and all of the rest things any other human deserves
I am not only a teen, i have my rigths to live without feeling scared
wether i would wake up or not the next day!

Maybe i got lost withing the mind flow of my life
Maybe i didnt give myself a chance to continue and get the things straight before it was too late
But either way im not perfect
I didnt paln to be
I never really wanted to be
I have found my slef looking up into the sky and seeing
Different landscapes
New sights of what could be
Something unexpected
And i know i dont make sense
but what really does?

My mother cleans floor
She goes down to her knees and cleans every centimeter
She gets out of work leaving everything shining bright
My father left before I was born the I met him when I turned five
He left again two years later
I met my stepfather and he picked up heavy train floors
All for me
I used to be ashamed to say that my mother cleaned toilets and my stepfather cleaned offices.
Each have two jobs, their first starts at 6:30 and they get out at 3:00 the next starts at 5:30 then get out at 10:00.  
Yet they expect me tO wake up at 7 and go to sleep at 9 so that I get enough sleep.
My mom finished the third grade and that's as far as she went
My stepfather was lucky enough to make it to the 6th grade
My family moved to the United States when I was nearly six
We all belong in Mexico? Yea
But we are still here thanks to God's mercy...
I was never afraid of washing the dishes or cleaning the house because I only cleaned my home, my parents cleaned the offices, homes, hospitals, hotels, of other people for just 7.50 and hour.  My hands aren't soft from not working
They are rough but with lotion I cover that
By seeing me you have no idea who I am
I have committed many mistakes and I'm not proud
But I do know that time can cure all scars
Now I know what I wished I would have known since before
That people will judge you for being and for not being
I wish I had known that people aren't trust worthy until they know the complete truth about you and still stay by your side
It was my destiny to continue and their destiny to judge me but now
I'm proud to say that
My parents clean bathrooms and floor and carry heavy train floor to gve me a life worth living and I'm proud to be their daughter because unlicke the rest I know they love menin the worst of situations...

What it feels like when you cant run as fast as the others
When you can listen as well as the others
When you cant read as good as the others
When you feel like you are not as good as the others.
But there are people who have lost their privilege to even walk,
and they have finished their race
People who cant hear anything at all but they know how to understand
Some who cant see at all to read, but they try to find themselves a way
They have a smaller chance than us,
We have an advantage to them
Yet they have been in better places than us
We needed faith, something they had and we didn't.
Trust in someone stronger than us.
All we needed was to put who we were in the power of God in order to succeed
Some people go down and a person gets them back up,
But with that, another person as strong can turn them back down
But if its God who pick the person up, then no man as strong as it is can throw him below.

I wonder what el amor is.
Maybe in English it has a different meaning
Maybe I have discovered the wrong sentimiento
And that is why I feel that way
Maybe I can’t describe because no es verdad
Or maybe I just not completely real

I wonder if there is someone out there who feels what I feel
But my definition of this sentimiento is not exactly like Cinderella’s
My definition is completely out of this world according to all the novelas I’ve watched.
I just figure out that
Love belongs in fairy tales that are capable of selling perfect ending to a corruptible public
It belong in the darkness of a lost soul in a turbulent desafio

Nowhere else, but reality, is love seen as it really is
El amor
It’s a powerful feeling and such a strong choice of words when they are said to the wrong people
TE AMO
Maybe in español it means
Only when you have dinero
And in English it means
Only when you have a good reputacion

Love can really set limits for something that can cross the barrier in a lover’s mouth
Isn’t that why he proposed marriage to her when she was perfecta looking to the eyes
But as soon as the storm came
And blew away her beauty like little crystals of sugar blowing in the air
He left

Maybe el amor is only said to the people you wished you loved
And not to those that in realidad importan
Maybe it was meant so that cats and dogs don’t fall in love
Or maybe Not, because
Romeo fell in love with Juliet then died
So if I fall in love with my enemy my destiny is death

Then why is love so poderoso
Why can it make one person run away from her family?
And the other commit suicide?
And why can it make one die floating away?
And the other living up to the sight of Titanic?
Why does it make a wish hecho por the heart be a completa fake?

I’ll tell you why!

Because nowadays
It is more importante to love a bag of drugs than a child
Es mas importante to love a dream than a family
I fell in love with reality that was my crime
Because I decided to follow my heart not my eyes
To follow my brain than to follow cigarettes or alchol

Now I am seen as a crazy bi…sitor from outer space
And a brain eating zombie
Not exactly what I thought love would be
Pero that es el love que me ha puesto esta society…
This is the some type of amor
I never thought existia…

I got tired
of this race
I couldn't just keep running
All i had left was hope
And that hope made me yell
"Hallelujah"
Because there is nothing grater than him.
He died to save me and he lived for my victory.
He prayed for my sinful nature
And he always stood up for me
He never gave up on who I am
He knew my capabilities and he used them
TO make me better
I have lost the strength in flesh
But in spirit, it is only the beginning
There is not much hope in the eyes
But i know that what is seen is not all that is possible
For a poor man sees the place he lives at
And he knows far from there that there is always more.
There is always someone higher than you,
And if you think you are the Highest look Again,
He is higher than you,
My Lord, My God,
He is higher than any other living soul
He can reach the highest of all distances.

I guess it's over,
I guess now its completely over.
Things have changed
Hearts have been broken
Tears have dropped
Lies have been said
Times have passed
People have gotten hurt
And now in tired
Of this story no ending
It happens everytime
Someone gets hurt
Someone e just walks away
someone gets left
And hurts me the most is that it's always me...