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Click hereLife hasn't been easy to me
Then again when has it ever been easy ?
It's all so risky
Makes me feel so nifty.
Twenty years old, already spent two years
in college and I feel like I've learned nothing.
I wasn't allowed to study what I wanted and
basically forced to be something I'm not.
It's the story of my life.
Brilliant young man with potential
but plagued with bad luck.
I'm a writer.
I'm an activist.
I'm someone's son.
Some days, I'm someone's last hope.
I stay at home and put up with
unruly and difficult men and women.
I want to break free.
I want to be on my own.
I want to go where I want.
I want to love who I want.
This year I loved a girl.
I also loved a boy.
It didn't well with either of them.
This is the final irony of bisexuality.
In the end, the bisexual man finds himself alone. This is how I feel right now.
My family isn't there for me.
My parents are far away.
My sister is just plain evil.
My aunt is a manipulator.
Yet somehow I'll the victor.
I will go back to school.
I will achieve what I want.
I will publish my writings.
I will achieve immortality.
Although things look bad now,
once they were almost worse.
I want to bring about change.
I want to help people.
This is who I am.
This is what I am.
Someday I will be...
Lord and master of all.
The end.
I can *feel* such emotion here.
Just a lil dry so to speak.
Paint us a picture my friend.
Show us this pain and how it feels
to be the master of all, yet nothing.
I love the feelings here, and you have
a lot of potential.
I feeelll a lot here, just poetry is
... painting, with words to me.
No offense intended,
here is to the next painting
... your Masterpiece ~
*Smiles*
More Please,
because I know you can do this !!!