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Misunderstood

Misunderstood

To anyone who is by my side, on this rollercoaster ride, a misdiagnosis of when they accused me of being bipolar, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, now here me right, I guess I’m just misunderstood, who cares if I like to have fun, you wish that you could, I’ll continue to see things bright, and the way that they should, there’s nothing wrong with sometimes gaming, and being up all night, I’ll continue to wake up to the beautiful morning light, I’ll go without warning, into a world of the unknowing, where I will have to fight, and I'll keep on growing, with all of my might, and if it keeps on storming, and my problems keep on forming, I'll fall asleep snoring, we are all in the same predicament, I'm no longer considered a delinquent, until the end of my sight, and our very existence, I’d mustn’t complain, for I will hold on tight, for I must find the wisdom and resistance, to out beat they're game, for I deserve freedom, without some sicko who thinks they know my brain, please keep away, because I’m quite rational, and sane, everyone knows that I’m right, on which in that I have claimed, they are the murderers, for trying to take away my name, what they did to me was despicable, and humane!!! TKETT3L Tyler Ace KettelhutĀ 

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