I think my smile has survived society. I still smile even though i feel warped inside. My belief in true love has survived too. Despite all the heartbreaks and loneliness, i still believe there is a beautiful woman out there waiting for me to sweep her off her feet.
I still believe my friends to be true. I have been wrong several times but i have never stopped believing in the friend that stick closer than a brother.
These are the parts of me that have survived societal influence.
These are great qualities to retain growing up in such a world. You are lucky.
It is not easy keeping this flickering light on; there are bills to pay and the utility company is not friendly. I have so many scars but i just have great faith. Your mom is the best.