Sunday, May 6, 2018

Sometimes I just sit inside my head and let my insecurities run on replay as I ponder my next move in society. I draw blanks for my direct personality I walk blinded by the cruel truth of reality. Though some take me as a fool one who is not smart or who does not pay attention fails to see the fight on the inside of this dark wnemy names depression.

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