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Jul 2016
I hated when I said goodbye to my cleaner and headed off to the hawker shops and there was this man and woman there who appeared to be nice but the man was squeezing his rope very hard as if he was going to **** me
You see I don't get killed by them I know I muck around differently to others but that is no reason to look like you are going to strangle me
You see all I am wanting to do
Is live my life and have tun
But I found these people very scary I don't want to be scared of life
And I don't want get killed by people
I know dad isn't around anymore to protect me
But I want people to stop trying to **** me
I was hearing voices from dad and my brother and mates saying we must go up to heaven and spurt money down to the poor even if it means steal a bottle of drink and leave the money on the pavement
I know I went to the psych award and I might have annoyed people in there
But that is no reason to **** me
Or I know I pretended to root this woman at the Australia Day concert but I shouldn't get killed for that that was pure fun
I don't believe in being nasty to people so why are you trying to **** me
Why are you trying to figure out where I live
I was enjoying myself in 2013 until the psych ward thing happened
I don't know how to behave in there
I can't be like my mates
I would like people to stop and think
Please don't **** me with your rope
I love this life too much to wanna end it yet
Written by
johnny georgy brown
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