For english i have to write a poem about what is was like growing up so running it by yall to make sure it's good.

growing up poor but never realized it
living in a two bedroom house with my family on a small block
quality time with my friends is something i never got
we didn't live near anyone so there was no one to play with
my brother is the person i had to spend many hours of my day with
we were growing up with very little money
had to save money so we kept the power off and opened the blinds when it's sunny
we were too poor to buy food so the school gave it free
never thought of this much but now i can see
the struggle my mom went through to try and earn money to provide for the family
my parents were divorced before i turned three now i have a multi-family
mom was depended and lived off of child support
planning a nice vacation then the bills came in and that mission was abort
i was born and raised in a poor ghetto neighborhood
that all changed when my dad won custody of me now everything was good
i'm living in a better place now i'm getting what at the time was pampered
now i can accomplish things and not having to worry about being scampered
and for some reason as i grow older, i'm doing more stupid stuff
experienced with weed and have regretted it ever sense even though it was only one puff
i had disappointed my family who had always taught me to do what was right
the look of disappointment of my families face was not a pretty sight
and i still wish i could go back and redo that night
just when i thought i was back on the right path i got in a fight
came back to school and got expelled for a year
my dad was fiery that yell was something i had never wanted to hear
and on top of all that i am rapacious to the people that i love
violence isn't how i was raised i try to be better but that is one thing i keep falling short of
i really hate who i am turning out to be
i look at my reflection in the mirror and think to myself like this isn't me
but when i look in the mirror all the bad i have previously done is all i can see

Which excerpt from "the cask of amontillado" best infers what will be fortunato's downfall? the gait of my friend was unsteady, and the bells upon his cap jingled as he strode he had a weak point --this fortunato --although in other regards he was a man to be respected and even feared. he prided himself on his connoisseurship in wine. "nitre," i replied. "how long have you had that cough? " "my friend, no; i will not impose upon your good nature. i perceive you have an engagement. luchresi--" which of the excerpts below is an example of foreshadowing? how remarkably well you are looking to-day. but i have received a pipe of what passes for amontillado… "i have my doubts," i replied; "and i was silly enough to pay the full amontillado price without consulting you in the matter. there were no attendants at home; they had absconded to make merry in honour of the time. i had told them that i should not return until the morning, and had given them explicit orders not to stir from the house. i broke and reached him a flagon of de grave. he emptied it at a breath. his eyes flashed with a fierce light. he laughed and threw the bottle upwards with a gesticulation i did not understand. which excerpt from "the cask of amontillado" best summarizes the overall theme of the story? "for the love of god, montresor! " "yes," i said, "for the love of god! " he had a weak point --this fortunato --although in other regards he was a man to be respected and even feared. he prided himself on his connoisseurship in wine. a wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser. it is equally unredressed when the avenger fails to make himself felt as such to him who has done the wrong. he turned towards me, and looked into my eves with two filmy orbs that distilled the rheum of intoxication. which excerpt from "the cask of amontillado" presents the reader with the initial conflict of the story? "i have my doubts," i replied; "and i was silly enough to pay the full amontillado price without consulting you in the matter. you were not to be found, and i was fearful of losing a bargain." the thousand injuries of fortunato i had borne as i best could, but when he ventured upon insult i vowed revenge. he had a weak point --this fortunato --although in other regards he was a man to be respected and even feared. he prided himself on his connoisseurship in wine. "the nitre! " i said; "see, it increases. it hangs like moss upon the vaults. we are below the river's bed. the drops of moisture trickle among the bones. come, we will go back ere it is too late. your cough --"

Finish these lyrics cuz im bored lol " said i wouldnt die yeah" "no, im not alright yeah"

It's timed! overpopulation can affect the natural environment • limiting land available for crops.• lowering the standard of living.• causing the destruction of forests.• worsening sanitation in cities.