A bowl of noodle soup Not just its taste, but brought me back to those days. My life was stressful fulfilled with struggles, Being in my position was simply awful, Six-Dollars in my pocket, that was all I get, Spaghetti and hot-dogs for every meal, it was not up to me to say no deal, Filled with fear, filled with tears, Filled with hunger, filled with anger, But who will understand? Will this ever end? Life can be short, but I thank you lord, For always taken care of me, no matter where I can be, My life was down, but glad to have families and true friends around, I never give up, never did and never will! | 
