This is how i am!!

Sorry but i wasn't born rich,
I was, i was the underprivileged.
My entire childhood got ruined,
i grew up living in slums,
Not born with a silver spoon,
But born with a few symptoms.
And was i given a few bruises,
And dreams,those were just burnt down,
burnt down to ashes.
You called me filthy and untouchable,
But i guess that feeling was all mutual.
Some of my sisters were sent to brothels,
And a few brothers,
they chose to be nothing but scoundrels.
And i couldn't choose, 'cause i was young,
So they sent me to beg and live.
You know why i am a cripple,
'cause my life was ripped by an evil.
But i am growing up and becoming brave,
All to fight for, for a 6 foot grave.
I laugh at it,
And i pray, i pray to God,
Not to give much of me to this world.
But i am blessed,
To have this life,
to carve a niche,
So that the rest don't fall where i am....