The way they look at you

SLAM!, another one: Blackie, Skinny, flat-chested, BAM!!: insult after insult, a wave of emotion pierce through my body.Will this cruelty ever end. All of a sudden a energy leaps out from me, I'am these things but im also so much more. I funny courageous, caring. These chacteristics is what really defines' me. I break away from the hate that consumes me and open up to the ones that influence. Harmony and peace, that's all I'm about, so I cease all the bad to get to the good.

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