Dear Unfollower
I have a medical condition
With a name and
That name is
Post traumatic stress disorder
If you don't
Enjoy or
Like the things I
Write about then
Forever hold you peace
Thank you

PTSD is a form
Of stress, anxiety, and worry
It is not a flipping
Excuse to
Act like animal
So criminals grow up
And admit you faults
Cause this is
******* me off.

What doe you see
Or image this look
On my face
Money
Gifts
books
Gift cards
What
Ohhh alalala
I am just freaking happy.

I have fairy energy
One says
The other day
But I think that is a pile
Of bull
Until I see this selfie
With fairy smile

This person is
Beautiful as a super model
Brain IBM
Strong
Proud
And
Is the domonantrix of
Her life
Confidence through the roof.

This stares at you
Is a proud girl
Proud of who she is and
What she has done
That is why she
Smiles like a goof.

The doctor smile
So gently yet
Full of joy
I am smiling because of I good
Week
For the was no drama
For me.

I am a prisoner of my head
For most of my life
Since being born
In a warzone
I want out
I seek help from professionals
But
None but ourselves
Can free our minds

This i remember
Of the grade 8
The teacher did trivia
Games
I got the answer wrong
The kids called me ******
We are smarter than you
What is with the torture
I just wanted to be a forensic pathologist
I up
Leave
See mfers.
And never come back.

As DMX said
The bullsh*t the drama
The racists
These things so
Angry and hatefull
Makes me want to spit, swirl my baodings
And say
"Stupid society"
I need no seal
Of approvel
I am me