When you have so much to say. But nobody to tell it.

This time I will keep it Black and White. For the sake of self endurance allowing my mind to drain in self indulgent to find common ground of self sickness ignored as a child because parents were children themselves. Finding that the outside was cruel but better than home. People welcome you with opened arms in the beginning. The minute you disagree you become an enemy for life out of spite no matter wrong or right. There’s no need of trying to make any thing clear because none were sincere. How can they be so foolish to believe even with their need to have one perceive over human greed we would keep it G. It’s not enough to move over and share a seat with dead strangers and not just let it B. I have to see and b what the most impressionable rather be as self. Stick and stones. That kept me going through school didn’t need a gun as long a I knew the bully was just as dumb, some from pre-cum from dumb 1 and dumb 2. I am a product of them too. Been through a lot since then made it through, mentally scared, ripped and thrown to the street. I haven’t forgotten nothing. Consistently forced to remember my mistakes why those who are the demon breeders’ find peace in others failures. And when you have so much built up in you the when you finally do talk, it’s loud and people ears fall deaf. No one wants to hear what you have to say.

Rating: 1 out of 5.
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Published by The Heart Attack Chronicles

What can I say to make anyone more accepting of me and who I am? I'm trying to find me as a man and human being. Most of my life has been a lot to handle, describe and deal with. I have a lot of issues. The good thing is the universe has blessed my intelligence, respect, a heart, courage and strength.

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