Because at the end of the day I believe in such thing as an american dream.
Moms had me at 16 and while I was an infant was there when she graduated. With the help of family we had it hard but we busted are asses to get somewhere. When every other fuckstick around me could barely fucking read, raised around prostitution drugs and other ill shit my sisters and myself never fell into that. My mother busted her ass working 2 jobs just to keep a meal on the table and voits on our feet. I went to a magnet school because of my intelligence but my attitude kept me from my full potential. In my formidable years I watched cats get arrested and females I grew up with start to turn tricks and I even had them making money for me. I realized my ways were wrong and was able to walk away clean after the years and still graduated high school on time. I bullshitted for a year ran the streets again because they called. Until life hit me and I almost got fucked up. I then made up my mind I would make it the right way. I joined the military. Then Iraq happened, then a miscarriage and I realized it wasn't for me and I walked away honorably. Then using the skills and knowledge I gained I'm living in a 4 bedroom home on a goddamn lake owning 2 cars and with a woman I love. Its because I didn't let shit deter me. I kept pushing and hard work got me to where I am. The shit I saw overseas taught me a lot and opened my eyes to the freedoms I have. And yeah there's racial shit, genocide, phone tapping and murderers getting off. But because of where I am I know regardless what happens I can fucking make it from nothing. So yes I love my country and with good reason. That doesn't mean I'm not disappointed.
