Here I stand, belieiving in someone who never believed in themselves

walking through the night, feeling no emotion at all  

having the most dangerous job in America isn’t easy, but isn't hard

I feared nothing, felt nothing, wanted nothing, wanted everything   

There is no use trying to relate to tell those who have a home

I had nothing, they have everything  

I wanted nothing, but to seek safety in the arms of others

Yet, I am still alive.  

Wow. Alive. Ashes.

What people think of as ugly,

I find beautiful  

I find beauty in the scars of others

I believe they are the ones who wanted everything and would give anything  

I believe in the kindness of strangers

Human wants and needs fighting an endless battle  

Don’t give up. Keep fighting.