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Even the bad guys have a good perspective of themselves

i felt bad after a break up  and found a new strength of me

i spent one weekend, completely introverted, sitting alone in my room. someone the day before in passing mention that i had a fucked up mind, or some shit like that, and it got me to thinking about my mind and why it is the way it is.

the poem is a walk through my own mind, and some of the scenes that i encountered on the trip.

t0ejamgirl: and i spilled my water everywhere and it went on my chair and went back from there so when I got up it looked like i crapped my pants