Delivered a rebel that resented himself. Complicated taste but some called me a picky eater. Life style started as a trouble maker only due to no man of the house to set him straight. Labelled enough times probably too many to count. By no means delusional, abstract individual reminiscent over the full course of his life. Hungry for the freedom to choose what I am entitled to.
Life's circumstances upsetted him, he couldn't stomach not being able. Courtsides where education was taught over a game of pick up. Decifering how they crossover to better suburbs with less problems that held a tight grip on my family. Other's mean looks and cruel acts kept him distant on simple grounds that he was black.
The struggle of being urself is hard enough. Constraints are intangible, and people tend to zone out people who aren't a reflection of themselves. Abstract thoughts that those closest couldn't fathom. Instructors can't keep my attention for more than a few minutes. A.D.D. at times but never diagnosed. During class my crises manifest, and immediately I seize ways to solve or surpress them.
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