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Jan 2019
Look at him. Small kid, angsty, angry, and fervent to be famous.
And by God, he swears everyone around him an ignoramus.
Eager to please, but doesn't know how.
Lives with his grandma, because he got kicked out his dad’s house.

He wants to scream, yell, punch, and throw.
He wants to **** everyone he sees, like he’s on death row.
And wants die himself, so he might as well be.
And his whole family wonders how he got so **** beastly.

He wants love, to feel passion, desire, and never let it go.
He’s not afraid of commitment, he's afraid of being told no.
He just wants some special, but he falls far to easy.
So they use and abuse him, man, this story making me queasy.

He wants brothers and sisters, of nonfamilial variety.
He wants to stop their insobriety.
He wants them to be happy, with who they were made for.
He wants to help them off the floor.

That’s what Laiyn wants, but I’m him no more.
This is Leo now, and i'm tired of all of it...
Tired of the bullies, and of the mess.
Tired of the thugs, to life I want access!
It's a fight for this body, and i'm already winning out.
Already dealt with the people we could do without.

I remember a time, where i wasn’t happy, but was close to the people i love.
So, tonight, i'm going to pray to God above.
Please, if your out their, bring me back to them, i need them dearly.
Whoever I Am
Sincerely.
#me
Postal Leo
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Postal Leo  16/M/Good Ol' Texas
(16/M/Good Ol' Texas)   
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