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Mar 2018
some days are just dust in the wind flowing through life,
while other days are sunshine and beauty shinning on the world,
But most days are thunder storms and gloominess raining on your parade,
waking up in a world you didn't ask to be a part of,
going to a place where you supposed to feel safe,
but you don't know whats going on in someones else's race,
your mind is racing trying to find a place in a society that doesn't even know their place,
you sit there wondering how how can someone feel the same way,
when they don't wake up the same way,
you see i cant put myself in your place if you don't want to switch places,
your world or my world we both live in a ****** up place,
there is no safe place,
there is only your place,
and if your place is not a safe place then why try and fix my place,
i know my place is a lot of bit out of place but i can't say i don't feel safe,
because at least i know only one thing can hurt me in my place; isΒ Β me and only me,
you see you can't cry in someone else's place,
you can't get the love you need in someone else's place,
you cant be yourself in someone else's place,
you can't console someone if you never been in their place;you see your place is your place while mine is my place,
so you cant try and fix someone else's place
before you have fixed your place
YOUR MIND IS JOURNEY ENJOY THE RACE
sometimes your mind will get sidetracked trying help someone else but you need to finish working on your self before you try and help someone else (plp)
Brandon Darby
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Brandon Darby  26/M/HOUSTON,TX
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