I've went through a lot in the recent months, years, some of which I'm sure you go through.

I want to help, and instead of putting up a story, I'd rather write poetry.

So, there's almost nothing I haven't seen. I'm here if you need advice, just message me. I survived, so can you.

I guess you could say there might be some bad stuff in here, sorry if so.

This is my story.

I've walked miles in these shoes
Been a product of constant misuse
Dealt with cheating,
Coped with the lies,
Waiting for somebody to say it's alright
I've glided the razor,
Left plently of marks
The words LOVE, DOPE, HATE,
Eternally a scar
I looked for religion,
Tried to find God,
Tried it all, attempted Wiccan
But nobody answered my prayer,
Nobody listened
I don't think God ever cared
Tobacco grabbed me in so many ways
Cigars, Cigarettes, chew,
The nicotine high lasted for days
Eventually it stopped,
And it just left a taste,
Picture perfect for me to love a girl
But that wasn't the case,
Because this boy was my world
My first kiss,
The perfect secret
Loss of innocence
And nobody could keep it
But it doesn't make a difference
The neighborhood found out
And his family moved away
I no longer had a doubt,
I was certainly gay.
I had been bullied
I finally had enough,
A day later,
I donned a pair of handcuffs
I had the pleasure
Of sitting in Juvy hall
Time doesn't matter,
Because I didn't do anything wrong
What can you expect,
Me to just stay strong?
How can you do that,
When people want you dead and gone?
I showed emotion,
Anger, if you will
It caused a commotion,
People suspected I could kill
Court dates flew by,
And all my friends drifted apart
So lonely I could die,
Caused by a broken heart
What do you do,
When the world turns their back on you?
What do you say,
When everybody goes away?
I wish I had an answer,
But I don't quite yet
But until then, I keep walking.
Walking in your shoes.