All I do is fantasize, even with these open eyes. No ones here but my own lies. Try and berry the truth within my mind. They say the truth will set you free. But honey all it's caused, was me being bullied. I understand no ones the same. But try wearing my shoes just for a day. Maybe you'll change, or just stay the same. What can I say I never swung that way. So just in case I'll look at my face and try to satisfy the worlds complaints. But remember, enough is enough. I'll just end right back in the dust. At least the ground isn't too rough. Now I know I will not get cut, when I fall so hard right on my butt. But then after that I'll get right back up. Until next time when you are covered in soot. Then your shoes I'll put on my foot. To show you that I'm not a big cuck. Who takes your opinion and desides, that it should be flushed.