Confessions of a crazy

Part one

I'm not the best person around but I try to better myself every part of the way. I make wrong turns and trip over rocks covering the pavement but I try my best to remove them and keep going. Truth is, life is hard and only few of us can obtain from it what we really need to my question is, can I? Can I grasp reality and happiness all in one leap of faith or do I fall to my doom and stay there.

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As a child I attended a private school for kindergarten then a public elementary school from first to fifth. The transition was hard on me I was so used to being that baddest of the bad and being one of the most popular children that going there with those kids kind of crushed me. They were loud they were ghetto they were...crazy. I settled on being the class clown, then a nerd in fourth grade when I got my glasses.

Fifth grade was where it really rang through though still stuck on my immature ways it cost me my fifth grade promotion and I was sentenced another year of fifth. Now I'm not stupid, it was just the matter of I wasn't ready mentally. My back talk was crazy and my attitude unacceptable. The second year went way smoother and I desecrated time to learning and fixing the error of my ways. My history teacher, Ms.Web was a silly one but she was the first person I'd ever met with all these hope dreams and ideas. She wanted her own school to teach the real history of black ancestors. She told us about how we as humans don't use our brains and of we some how unlocked it we could do all kinds of amazing things like walk through walls and move things with thoughts. It was amazing though at the time I thought she had some loose screws.

Throughout middle school I was bullied, for what I can't remember, maybe my face was just too ugly that those kids just couldn't go a day without telling me so. No matter the case it still happened still broke me and forced me to see the cruelty behind people's eyes.

High school is a different story, I'm not popular but I have friends, all who I imagine have experienced some of my life problems. They except me for me, and of course me being me I had to be adventurous and date a girl. It's worked out very well a year and nine almost ten months. Crazy how you find yourself. But this "Confessions Of a Crazy" isn't supposed to be my life story or my love life it's about my wave of thoughts and getting my insecurity and thought process out there for others like me who think they have nothing left when in reality if we push past we have everything.