Analysis of My Reality

I've walked a mile in the coldest nights of winter
And on the hottest days of summer
I've looked into the future
And tasted from a life I could never have
While sleep on concrete
Broke, and broken
Not really ready to expose the world to the truth
An the hidden mystery of my life
Not really sure if they are ready to see me
For who I really Am.
Marked and branded and left for dead
No family, no friends, no one to really communicate to
No one to share the feelings I feel to
I mean my enemy really believes that they have me beat
As if I should be ashamed of the person that I am,
That I become
While forcing me into a position of hopelessness
In an attempt to portray me as the crazy one
For some one else’s bad choices and decisions