Compassion, even when I can’t cry. . . I never want to live a life where I don’t say what’s on my mind. . .never want to live my life where I didn’t fight for what is right, but so many think I am wrong. . .because they won’t ever fight for the things I despise. . .a system that is so broken, that their home life reflects it. My voice is so loud it is often seen as mad, angry. . .but ones who seem to be close to me will ask why I didn’t verbalize something in the first place. I AM TIRED of everyone and their excuses. . .Execute maximum levels of insanity on a daily basis because where I work and who I deal with seem to have the same faces. . .I can’t tell the difference between who’s fake and who’s  real and folks be so shocked when I come to their face. . . you tell everyone I am the bad guy, that I am the one that has no right to say anything, you discredit where I come from. . .and ball me up to throw me away because you can’t fight the battles I fight. . .Walk around with sneaky eyes and twisting your tongues to start malicious lies but I never worry about what is going on in your life because I’m too preoccupied with what’s going on in mine. When I snap, they say I snap unprovoked. . .but I hold everything inside. . .from the lies to the banter. . .you disguise yourself because you can’t face yourselves and if I had to be as weak as you I’d disconnect myself. . .I can scream, you can’t hear me. . .I can cry and you’d think my tears were of pain. . .but they’re of anger caused by more than one person. . .people who go on about their lives because being a horrible person helps them sleep at night. . .and you call me crazy, you have for years because you never had the guts to be honest and not manipulative. . .and half of you who don’t know me fix your mouths to say the same based on the information you were given not realizing you may be falling for the same game. . .life. . . what can it all mean. . .the dreams I dream will be bigger than almost anything you will ever touch. . .and trust me if I had anything to say to anyone please know that I would. . .coward, heartless, disrespectful . . .none of that describes me. . .but what I do know is I am misunderstood.