 | spoiled kids everytime i get shot or even stabbed i always remember my pain long ago. the scars and the scabs that i incurred during my journey will always be my tourchlight that life is good and their are better opportunities ahead.
which brings me to the topic about spoiled kids. it burns me up when they talk back to their parents and not listen. they shouldn't be so lazy nor be the center of the universe. i couldn't be the center of the universe because i was special ed (retarded) kid. so i was the black sheep of the family. i'm on my own now but still a black sheep to my parents or should i say my mother. but in any case, i've over come my disability and outlived my dreams.
i've become more wiser and more tougher than some guys and gentry for some women. i may be a blinds eye, yet see through the hardest wall in most people. but i've become the monster i didn't want to become and the savior that shouldn't be. it is..... the hardest journey i must face alone. but i choose not to be and rather share my great life with the people i care about. leave the spoiled kid and make them earn their right to be part of a family.
i stand by my honorable character and face my convictions.
(to be cont.)
let me finish this blog later... |
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