The walls seem like they are tumbling down, imploding, crushing me. I just have the strength to ignore the cuts and bruises and walk out like I’m fine. Really, I’m a normal person with normal flaws. I believe that I have someone watching over me at all times. I have a feeling in me that also makes me believe in God. I can say that I’m an outcast of many people, but I seem to get along with most of the people I don’t fit in with.
Inside I have hate and jealousy built up inside but, like with my cuts and bruises, I learn to ignore them and leave them out of situations. In the past I have showed my jealousy and hate toward people, and I regret that. I didn’t think before any of that, but once I lost my best friend I realized I have to step my game up and take a chance at being a winner. I may be just sitting thinking what will happen next, but all of the thinking is my ego, I guess I can say.
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