reality

I wonder if anyone will read this, they never do. I write from my heart to give it to you . I was from a life that had so much trauma my memories are scary. I have so much anger that I wished I could bury. People hate to listen but they surely like to talk jump in my fucking shoes and go for a walk everything is nothing and no one really fn cares. you look all around you at naive blank glares. our world is dying as we speak and we truly can't see. That the life we lived the laws they made we were never free.