by Adrian
What I see when I look in the mirror is a young handsome Hispanic male who has been troubled by drugs, violence and hell. I see, who I used to be, who I am now, and who I will be in the years to come.
I want to get my life together, get a job, get females and have fun. I have been through a lot and I already know how it feels to lose. I can only imagine how it feels to win, kick back and listen to the blues.
I see a scholar who has his whole life ahead of him, who has a family only and not any friends. I see a young adult marked by scars all over his body. Some were accidents; others were because of violence, which taught him not to trust anybody.
I see a boy who has been through hell and back. Taught never to discuss cheese around rats. I’d rather eat crumbs with bums than steaks with snakes. I am staring at myself in the mirror, trying to fix the mess that I made.