trying to not upset anybody...
i do this soo long...until i at moments break out
in cry or despair anger....
I am not a healthy soul...
I am a broken one...
My parents didnt do it...
Like many say...
That its always the parents faulth....
I know my parents did their best....
Cause what i have seen of this world is more shocking to me....and my psyche , soul and inner emotions....then what my parents ever could had done to me....
Cold people....
People who would watch others ...innocent humans die in front of them
People stealing organs from children....in the sake of pharma....
People being wrapped to rooms for years...cause they are suicidal....
People...soo called lovers pulling me thru the floor by my hair...cause i started to cry...
saying he is doing it to work out my radical emotions....
same persona goes out...to the world...spreading rumours that i am a killer psychopath....
That i was in a relationship with him.....me...practically a child....not able to understand that one call call the police if the lover becomes abusive...and stalks you....
Many young girls and women dont understand they can.....
Me knowing children are taken to child prositutions all over this world....
Knowing that....children all over the world...espescially in eastern europe....live under bridges and sewages....
Cause society will not take care of them....as their leaders live very very comfortable lives....
This breaks my soul....
this had taken sleep from me.....at times in my life.....
To had grown up with a mom that had her little issues.....
Is nothing truly...compared to living in a world...where people are more occupied of finding self love
before even talking of the subjects that are wrong in the world......
this drives me insane...insane...i loose my screews of this ....every now and then...and i need to work on keeping the screws...and screewing them back into my brains...and heart....
Soo...i can function to some extent....
soo yes...if i give you a fake smile...or even a fake laughter....it is because...i am simply also
a product of this sick WOrLD society.....
Many say...I am not entitled to critic the world....as i was taken in as a refugee to Norway....
My father was persecuted by .....the army,,,,
He was also an very outspoken man.....
Maybe i have my strong opinionated persona from him....
I critic...and see.....i deny to just accept....indiferently....as the rest....
I am grateful for everything i have...for every slurp of clean water i drink.....
But...my opinons i will always have......
I don`t march them in the streets...i just write or talk of them ....with friends....at times...
But mostly... i might write...yes....
I should write more...then what i do....
Cause this is truly therapy.....
More therapy then any expensive LOVE YOURSELF retreat....
Gives you a fake smile....and wishes you well......
(No....children nor anybody oughta be killed to get Organ donors....the doctor proffesions truly do show...how wrong directions they are walking by now.....)
.We are okay...everyone is doing perfectly well....actually we are in heaven if we think about it.....
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