First of all
I am the son of a broken man.
Men that are broken exist for short tme in this world.
Second of all
I choose to not break
that makes my existence inevitable.
I like snares of my fellow man.
I confront them.
I am the black secret kept from society
and I'm am the reason you failed that sobriety.
No longer testing the wishes of peers
instead I look in the eyes of my most fealt fears.
I soke up tears.
In the eyes of my God I refuse to be perfect
so yes I confess my sins.
I no longer comply with the barriers of this system
so void myself from it's lies.
I am hear.
Now how will I go?
Sadly, it's going to be a while.
I trust patience and faith.
So yes I'm wrong alot.
I will not break in this truth because it's me.
It's all me.
And I Choose not to break.
