Painting on a smile ain’t easy baby I know trust been down that road so I know. It might not have been the same way as you but I know what it’s like to go thru painful shit too. I was molested as a kid. Robbed of my innoncencejust like you except the streets raised you. The only place for u to run to. But im scared as hell to tell who did it. Ashamed to even admit it. Scared I might be scorned. Instead of looking out for me like he was supposing to he hurt me and didn’t care. It showed too. See we just the same ya family hurt you and mine did too. Now u see how I relate to you. I mean I tried to take my life on multiple occasions I guess death wasn’t my destination and I’m glad because I wouldn’t have you. Talk about some real painful shit to go thru.