a story

When I was growing up
How to say,
I was stuffed with the money.
My parents, grandparents, aunt
Felt may be sorry for me growing up in not full family,
Not so much of my sister.
People I seen tried to give us money for medical help,
Never was only one answer,
We have to give.
And may be this why, good or not,
I feel I can't just ask money,
I have to work for it, not only physically but in my mind
I have to be strong