You have no idea how many people tried to put me down for good. None of them has ever succeeded. I'm not afraid to die alone, been prepared for it even before I was born to this role. They are all the same lame-ass losers who want to get attention from hurting another one. Well, I don't have to live a life you understand. That's not an accident that I have tattooed 'outcast' on me. The warning is there you just have to be able to read. Not even between the lines, I don't think that high of you. None of you out there, you bittersweet and mean ordinary people.
As a little kid I've felt this world is not my home, nor is it a place I'd want to call my home. I've always been different than the rest around me and always have been mocked and bullied because of that. I have learned to do things by myself and count on myself only when the trouble got too close. Of course, God has always been there with me but we had our fights. I needed to grow much older and experienced to truly be grateful for God's grace and mercy upon me. Now we are back on friendly terms again.
I'm going to keep punching /love you, dear chief, dearest Sly/. There's a reason behind everything, so all I have to do is find that reason. I'm still here which means I have things to do. God still wants to use His favorite tool. Go ahead, sweet Friend, I am ready. More than ready. Now is the time. Use me for what you have planned. You know how strong I got and how badly I wanted to go further and survive all that crap. I did. Now let the game begin!
I know how life is treating you all, talking to fellow outcasts and artists. Yet, you have to keep going! Before we die alone, before our time will come - we have to get our things done.
your ever cheerful and determined soul,
Kata The Writer Nomad .)
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