Why is it so hard to start. But so easy to quit. So simple to blame. But so tough to admit. This life we live I sometimes questioning it? We have homeless veterans in the cold, young girl selling there souls, for some relevant dough, but she's intelligent though, four years of high school and off to college she go. But she had no one to help her out the element so, she had to go work the pole, for some delicate clothes, standing naked she pose, asking herself how did she end up in this position from the life that she chose, but this just the life that she know as a little girl had big dreams of being a business woman owning a store. Why is our society so ugly shows, I think it's time to expose of what our future beholds. Mike was All-Star athlete, future covered and gold, money was the only lack from the glamour he rose, greed of a hustler deep down in his soul no one was around to explain to him about the struggling road. One day Mike got into it with the clerk at the store, he pulled out a pistol in a aimed it right his nose heard the sirens and froze. Now Mike future beholds an orange jumpsuit in a prison cell close. If only if he had someone to show him the ropes, motivate him with quotes,that probably would've change Mike's whole approach on how he was coached throughout the life that he know. Now just another black man sitting in a cellblock with 25 to life without despite of parole.