It started with my postcode SW9. Growing up in Brixton wasnt easy, and being affiliated with gangs and being a part of one was what changed me. Losing close ones and shedding tears were the price I paid for the decisions I made. I was the last out of my school peers to figure out what I wanted to become, who I wanted to become. My journey hasnt been easy, but its because of this rough ride that a poet was born. Searching for validation opened my eyes, I found me finally after living my life blind. TheTruthPoet.
