I know the feeling of being abounded by a mother at an early stage,apparently I was a mistake.

I know the feeling of growing with a careless father who doesn’t provide anything to me.

I know the feeling of having different mother’s been bought in my life and none of them cared about me.

I know the feeling of not owning anything new in my life,what ever I had I was been given by neighbours.

I know the feeling of seeing other children going to school while I was not, apparently everyone couldn’t help me because they saw me as a burden.

I know the feeling of being felt pity by the whole community but none took an action and help me.

I know the feeling of not knowing the love of my mother.

I know the feeling of eating from the street.i know the feeling of always being dirty

I really do know the feeling because this feeling is the story of my life