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Jul 2015
Yeah they tried to shut me up, so they put me in a box to die;trying to brainwash me just like every other guy. I just want to be free, to be who I want to be, to bring up real issues that bother me. They say you should always be honest, except when you shouldn't be, a robot programmed to do their bidding, not even being allowed to cry. Well beep boub sorry that doesn't compute, they can try to stop me, but an outlaw never truly dies, fight to the last breath thats how imma be. A renegade for you, they say it doesn't matter what I say but when I say it I get into trouble. Words can be a double edged sword that can **** a person either way, you're ****** if you do, you're ****** if you don't, either way it's still a struggle. It's a grey world out there, nothing seems to want to go your way, and the only way out is when you're buried in a grave where you will eventually rot and decay. When will we see the light of day, when will this war be over, is there a chance for peace? To be free like the birds, to soar over problems that come across our way. I just want to be real eased from these shackles that keeps me from my destiny, to finally fill in the gap of my heart like a puzzle piece. To see generations prosper someday, because of the example we displayed every single day.
Classy J
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Classy J  22/M/Medicine Hat
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