Since i was little and now I’m grown up it’s been one hassle to another on succeeding.
My family thinks they’re being held down by my fathers uncle who doesn’t like us. Same struggle happening to my father is same struggle happening to my brothers and there’s no church we haven’t gone to pray so things can be better. Working and seeing no result is really heartbreaking. And now I’m starting up my life and I’m just praying whatever is happening doesn’t hold me down too. Like I can’t be suffering for something I know nothing about. Sometimes i wonder if God is still up there or if he’s even real.