My third world country home

I'm with myself lately. Contemplating for something, something that is somewhat very sad stories of the lives of my people in here. People that go abroad to find work for the better future but in turn break their future. Yes, we don't have a choice. We need something to give to our children. A better life, a life that I never have. Give-up our dreams to look for money. Give up my precious ideas to survive. Adapt or i will perish!
What a statement, yet it the very reality i face right now! But im a hardheaded kind of person. I won't give-up that easily. But anyway, its a nice view of a third world country from here. Life is the same environment that develops the mind. Its a nice view from here. Sad but nice.