When I was a kid, I found a man who had hung himself in an empty lot just a few houses away from my grandparents.

He did it because he gave up on hope, or so they said. He waited for years on a foreigner man who promised him a new life and he never came back.

That’s why I don’t hope for shit, I am grateful what is and never expect nothing from nobody.

Whatever little I have, I EARNED it. At my age I have more than most of you had but I also lost more than anyone I know.

That’s why I am the way I am, it’s not that I think I’m a genius who knows it all. But I have experienced things that you at your age cannot even begin to fathom.