There is only one problem with what you say…
…..Its not what you did. Real talk. It that was the case… then guess what? There would have been a happy ever after. Yet, I remember being nagged to study. Shunned when I started dreaming and was always distracted because I just wanted to be happy. I was never let into so many parts of peoples lives including you all and left at home making wack beats and taking care of you all when shit got bad in your lives. Becoming a hermit… and now being stuck with it with little friends.
Yet, you wonder why all of you are sooooo damn conflicted now. Simple really… you were all the creators of conflict. Yet, when the tables are turned… why is it that people play the victim?
I was a weird kid who had serious self-esteem issues. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life. I had tons of people who had huge expectations and none of my problems. I didn’t have alot of help, because if help comes only with one being bashed and judged then i might as well not receive it. My home became a foreign land and I was left wondering as to rather or not i would be able to make ends and continue onward.
Despite it all though… i made it. I fucking made it. I mutha fucking made it bitches. I found the love of my life. I ended up a awesome beat maker. I made some friends (though i never see them cause we all work so hard). I have a future that I have decided.
The world just didn’t value me at the time…… nor did most of you.