SnowBlowMac

If I cry and show my affection,  people will think I’m less then a man. I’ll get treated like a bitch and they just won’t understand. I was taught to keep it in yeah! just hold it inside.  I swear that all this depressions lead me down the road where I die. So I have to find a way to get it out, without being soft. so I put it down on the paper as I gather my thoughts. I don’t know a different...route, of getting it out, trapped between giving in, or bitching about. Everything that I been through feels like I’m living without. Any type of soul, definitely not heavenly tho! I suppose the weight of the world’s getting heavier to hold. It up, so I give up and let the pressure get in, cuz I have no other option.I guess the depressions gone win. Ugh! Man I’m at a bad point,  I never get to express it. Then I snap, break my back in half. An then let out this aggression. This music is truly me, an I’m suspecting it helps, an when I look inside of these pages I see a reflection of self.