The Diary Of Maya Davies - Chapter One My #life had three elements - blood, sweat and tears. That was it, and I had to make do with the rest. My name is Maya Davies and I'm lost in this world. All I can do is dance and well, think. My soul is dead and heart is broken but when I dance I feel free... My mother I were homeless, unless you count a cardboard box as home. No on to care, no one understand. My mother lost her job and. We're kicked out of our flat by macho men and shoved on the street. Litter flew in the air and puddles just seemed to leap on us. The days dragged like years. We ate scraps from the leftovers in the restaurants kitchen. They always leave the door open because its hot in there, so it's easy to grab a few things. Everything was impossible and hard, and from what you've heard you'd probably think we didn't have a #life.