blackacidream

so i'm pissed, i'm very pissed. i do something nice, because i care, i get disrespect in return. and not just something nice, i go out of my way to do somthing nice, because i care, and understand how hard life can be, and all i want is to just know that i'm respected for that. but i'm not. i am a man with boundaries that are few and far between. so i give people slack up until a boundary is met, then i snap. this is one of them. i was not given my place in life, i earned it, i fought for it, i made my own way, and i paid the price. everything i am, is what i made for myself. and when i say that i paid, i dont mean money, i mean pain, sweat, tears, and blood. this gives me a conviction for life. this is how i earned respect for myself, in the labor my life has been. i do not ask for attention, or sympathy. they dont give medals for having a hard time. there's no finish line for me to cross, and no bright light at the end of the tunnel, just a six foot hole. the only thing i want is respect. thats all. and sometimes even thats too much to ask.