I am a Garbage

I don't know what really happened
And I don't know how it happened
I found myself skint and jobless
More than a year I've been homeless
My clothes are torn and so dirty
I have been hungry and thirsty
I became just like a wild bird
Wandering and not being heard
Waiting for rain to drink water
While the others drink fresh water
I look at the trash curiously
And I dig through it anxiously
Hoping to find something to eat
To survive and stand on my feet
But I still have my king, my Lord My God who blessed me with nature

While my life is a great torture
When others are spoiled in richness
And I am lost in bitterness
Now my friends are the animals
For I have no friends, no rivals
Mice and rats are my family
They dispel my melancholy
Street cats and dogs entertain me
Thus they never hate and blame me
For we share the same bad trash food
Living in the same neighborhood.

You are what you make yourself to be.

You are the books you read, the films you watch, the music you listen to, the people you meet, the dreams you have, the conversation you engage in. You are what you take from these. You are the sound of the ocean, the breath of fresh air, the brightest light and the darkest corner. You are a collective of every experience you have had in your life. You are every single second of every single day.So drown yourself in a sea of knowledge and existence. Let the words run through your veins and let the colors fill your mind until there is nothing left to do but explode.

No answers can be wrong. Inspiration is everywhere. Go out create and share. You are what you make yourself to be.