I have turned grey from the amount of energy that has left my body to be ****** up by others I feel hollow and used and walked on and yet I still feel this ultimate duty to do better, to be better, to be the bigger person and for a long time I have held a vice grip on my tongue I've counted to ten and calculated my words summing them up to something worthwhile and nice I smile in the face of those who oppress me always doing what is right so that nothing can come back on me but I am in dire need of learning how to do what's right for me