I write with so much emotion,my brain flooded and gutted as if a tsunami hit it from the ocean.whats going on there''s to much ca-motion.give me a remedy give me a potion in the form of a pill or even a lotion.

I just want everyone to see me being me.like back in the days when i was being me.Ive been locked up forever don''t look like anyone''s gonna help with freeing me.

I want a life worth living. not a life where i have nothing worth giving.

I need to do right instead i yell and fight. act in a way that aint very polite.

I need to move on and look a head. if not im living a life that''''s already dead. digging my own grave and making my bed..this is the day i will always dread.cause when i lay down and close my eyes nothing else will ever be said..