Crisis
Don't judge me because of what I have to say I write things that others refuse to articulate There are things that we choose not to disclose You might remain my friends or even my foes. We refuse to talk about things that aren't the norm It might sound a little deranged, or out of form. There is much to say, but what will people think? Am I having a lapse or am I on the brink? I don't worry much about what people will say This guy is not normal or has he lost his way? Words don't typically hurt or offend me I do my best to survive and act "naturally!" I feel for those that are having a mental crisis There are times they're controlled by their vices They need our help but we choose to ignore How can we help them and maybe do more?
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I love to write about my life, my family, and my Christian values. We struggled growing up but our parents always found a way to provide us with what we needed. We grew up laborers, working in the fields in Minnesota, Wisconsin, and Texas. My 8...
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