My Side of the Story Vol. I

68.) Foolish Nations

I'm so angry that I can't think straight. I didn't know such a kind heart could be filled with so much hate. So much grief and so much loss. But everyone else sees confidence, a potential boss. But honestly lost is the more accurate feeling. But it has more bite, actually more like a sting. It's hard for the feeling to go away because of all their reasons. Our life experience makes the feelings change like New York City seasons. Seventeen per hour, or at least that's what it feels like. It's almost like the illusion of feeling safe... psych. You thought, the world is so much crueler than what school or parents taught. Then wonder why the lot of us now are distraught. With the feeling that standing up for what's right will end up with us being shot. So just run along and spend all our money on weapons. We look fucking foolish to the rest of the fucking nations.