Notes

The more i try the more i feel resistance this worlds made to keep us down with a frown all the higher ups telling us to turn it the right way round, your hypocrite if you say oh the worlds not so bad then go to make the world an even worse place making others say curse this place, it needs a clean slate even the people in the same boat as you the people you call your crew sailing to victory throw you overboard just to get a bigger slice of cake its insane.
Im lonely, have been for a long time but iv always seen it as a crime i feel like im better than this so i try to be better than that it just feels like a trap their must be a map to life this shits way to complicated for our time we have computer's in our hands but people struggling to have food on their plates wtf is this place its a disgrace, im 19 and stressing about the little things because im in it alone my dads at different place he dont call my home his, yet this isnt my home either, i just eat here and sleep but im a glass child my problems are mild ever since i was a child and my mum got her own shit going on shes 40 and still hasnt got her life sorted out, my brothers 21 yet he dont understand he got disabilities and i know he didnt chose the hand he was dealt but i didnt chose to have to demand to be helped my writing is a cry for help, the release my eyes cant do havent cried since i was young i just have to take deep breathes let all that shit go to my lungs.
im tounge tied, cant explain the pain i just have a craze to be seen a urge to be heard just give me a lane away from the pain and ill take it all the way to end i dont believe i was destined to be unheard im stuck in this unforsaken world.