Traditional Strife

listening, I learned not to differ too much from the well beaten traps of the tried and traditional making one's way along this dissimilar path annoyed for becoming the worst yet, in my world, tradition never remained always sliding towards the edge thrown past the full skirts variant, unique is a word one uses when trying to sound polite they don't mean nice nice never counted in the mind sets where racial bigots live large, cookie cutter. brains on repeat gray matter without neurons are my thoughts misfiring spackle, I will be who I am walk away if you don't agree, don't bother me with more of your drivel we'll treasure the memories that is, if you want to call them that in what's commonly spoken of as traditional strife, in other words, bullshit, as for me, I will continue keeping me real, those who matter near wanting for nothing as nothing is not grateful for life, this life ...