Connor Whyte

(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.

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Life. To You Mother

I have come to find myself through all these long years and with all the shed tears and with the anger I covered myself in to drown out reality and bringing up my insecurity.

I have found that I am here for A reason to find all the great things I can in this world from a person who has greatly impacted me and brought the good out in me giving me life and reason to live. I have found that their is hope and it is been in front of me for a long time but was only a shadow when I was busy fight e

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