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For the people who know what its like to be misunderstood

Submitted: October 03, 2017

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Submitted: October 03, 2017



A rage fills the pit of my stomach as i think about it. Your angry i don't trust people, angry at my actions, angry at me.
What about the horrible things people do to each other, what about how evil humans are, they expect me to trust them. I've made mistakes, the rage and the pain fills my mind and i can not control its out bursts.

All of my anxieties are accompanied with odd twitching and avoidance of eye contact, strange could define me. Labels are on my skin like tar as i try so hard to dig my way out. People don't question what your motives are, people don't give you chances and people don't look deeper. Theres times ive been so desperate to be in company of someone who would try to understand me. I've been paving my road alone, its just little old me and my cat as we shuffle along the walk struggling with our baggage. 

A society of black and white is a society without color and art. A black and white society cant make the amazing things that we have, we just don't pay attention to the water color seeping over the lines.

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