I came to everyone hoping to find someone with ideas.
People that had their own beliefs and could hear mine.
I stumpled across a group of people.
At first, I was a regular at their events.
Some of them had me pegged to be their "love child" of ideas.
At first I thought "This is cool!" (@.@)
As time went on I began to change and say "Uhhh" (>,<)
They gave me anger.
They gave me hate.
They drove a semi on top of my beliefs.
Shot me down before I even left the hangar.
I was stuck.
They had me in a bind where if I left.
They took it personal.
A living memory of being chained down.
Of being cluttered, confused, and not happy.
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