By Salina Mendoza

One time for your equal

I set out on a journey

I see you, struggle

It’s something I am not proud of

Taking in your pain

Finding myself responsible

For the people that treat you in vain

You see, I don’t understand

I never will.

But I can comprehend

Somethings aren’t worth the time

Many people could careless

You aren’t on their mind.

Struggle is a personal event

We confide in the struggles we relate to

What if I can’t relate?

Who will be there when it’s too late

For you?