Connor Whyte

Rookie - 42 Points (March,30th,1993 / Montana)

Biography of Connor Whyte

My name is Connor Whyte and I have been writing poetry since I was Eight years old. As A kid I had a very Traumatic life and was born into A world of hate.
As I grew older I had trouble focusing on what was right but instead what was wrong and I began to take up poetry since I felt no one would ever understand me.
As time went on I grew wiser and more strong but at the same time got stupid. I had done something terribly wrong at the age of 16, I was caught for the wrong I had done and was taking away from home and put in A Program for kids with criminal behavior. From there on I started my quest to do right but as I made progress there was someone in the program that was not what you would call a good person and I was kicked from the program after a whole year of doing great. My probation officer saw I made huge progress and I was rewarded to go home. Now that I am home I have seen what horrible people are like and grew to be more hateful and mislead in a world full of sickness and A corrupt society. I was once a weak and scared person and was afraid to stand up for myself now I have built a strong wall and have been not afraid to stand up for the things I feel are important to me. I feel I am a stronger and A more powerful being with a purpose to do right and show people what people you should stay clear of. I never want to be brought down by pathetic and sick people in my life ever again.

I would love for you to read my poems and comment on them. Updates

Who I Am

I am someone who feels anger and hatred towards others that think high of themselves.
I am who I am and I am proud to be who I am. I am someone who has done wrong out of anger and paid for it and in return was left with a broken heart.
I am someone who appears to be kind but on the inside I am hurt and full of confusion.
I am someone who does not trust anyone and will not be there to put myself out and help when I have been shunned, to many times have I been lied to and treated like I was a c

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