It's crazy how one mistake can really ruin your life and make you start over. I loved my life so much I wouldn't change anything. I had a great family, great beautiful girlfriend, beautiful child, money, expensive cars, jewelry, gucci, jordans, you name it I had it, about to graduate, two good jobs, and soon to open a business. Too bad when you are selfish and on drugs and living half your life in the hood, things end up catching up to you. When task force kicks in your door with m16's, harrases your family and wakes up your child at 5 am, everything changes. Lost 35k fighting my case and thats cash saved. During the year and a half of trial you go through hell because everyone who loves you want to you to do good but you can't. Constant rage and craziness, drugs, gambling, leaving the house and not comming home for days. Now I get out of jail and everyone is looking at me like fuck you. We don't want to be around you, just because you changed doesnt mean anything it has only been two months. OG once told me patience is a virtue and I laughed. But now that I look at it...the statement is so true. It would be nice to help some kids that grew up in the hood, but I never listened so why should they? It's hard trying to convice people to believe you when you are a scam artist and you live the life convicts live. People end up moving on from you because they can't endure anymore pain that you have caused. I wish you could change a few things because I can't blame it on these fake cats in the street who snitched on me. That shit will always happen. What do you do when everyone who once loved you doesn't want to have anything to do with you because they don't really believe you changed even though I'm trying. I have a job after 4 weeks of being out and I'm a felon, I pay my restitution, and Im going to grad school. Even when I do the right thing, I feel like people only remember the bad things. Life is really a bitch if you don't appreciate the things you have. People say you should thank God you aren't dead or in jail for murder because thats what happened to the people around me. But honestly, how can you say that when the people who love you have moved on without you?







