What is right?

I used to think about myself for no reason and now I have a reason to think about myself.

Depression leaded my seven-year-old soul.
Alone against the world

I grew up a foreigner without a father in sight and a stubborn mother that could easily be my sister.
At least she acts like one.

But that didn't stop me from accomplishing some of my goals in life.
Just waiting to accomplishing my dreams.
My dreams of being a Leader

I am no Follower.
I don't know anyone that has lived my life with all its ups and downs.

And look at me now.
An independent woman that leads her own destiny
Learning to be a Latina.
Thinking helped me find myself.

Leading my life with no direction, nobody in sight.
Telling me what is wrong or right.

That leaded my destination.
There is a purpose for me.
I just have to find it.

I think of the life I used to have.
What I deserve?
Don't you understand what I deserve?
Neither do I.

I feel like I am yelling with no answer, no question in sight.
But that is part of the mystery in my life.
I get to find out, as I get older.

What do I do now?
I think of all the wrong things that can make it right.
And then what is right.